...This in the cow's POV. Sort of. -coughs-
Also, MAJOR credit to Mikanis' "Truth". It was while reading that story that my brain sparked and this came into existance after a week of nothing working right.
Theme 15; Ceramic cow
The ceramic cow once sat on a desk, before it was given to the thrift shop, where it had spent almost a year on a backshelf collecting dust.
But that was before L Lawliet found it.
Now the cow sat on a window sill of a little boy's bedroom, watching over the boy in goggles as he played his video games or talked to the blond boy with the chocolate and the fiery temper. The white haired one, the quiet one, sometimes smiled at the cow.
It never moved, only watched, but somewhere in it's ceramic conciousness, it was happy.
But good things never last.
There came a day when the blond boy and his fire and chocolate and leather had had enough of the boy with the goggles and his video games.
Now the cow is in pieces, hidden away in a box at the very back of the boy's closet.
Someday, he'll glue her back together and she'll take back her place on the window sill to watch over him.