He shuddered in the wind and gazed at the twinkling sky, a strong hand on his shoulder.
"You knew this would happen," came Ludwig's low voice.
Tears pooled in crimson eyes.
"What did you expect me to do?"
He meandered into the distant darkness.
And then he was no more.
A/N: Sigh, I wasn't sure what genre to place this story in. There should be a genre called "Depression." :P
I figured I'd have a crack at writing a microfic; I've always loved how much meaning one can pack into just fifty words.
Please review!