a.k.a the only rw2017 prompt i got to make. day 3 - storm
"It's raining."
Petra looks at Levi to see him with his head down, not being able to see his face. He's standing in front of her and yet she finds it unnerving to hear that from him. She may not be able to hear the rumble or the supposed pitter patter of precipitation around her but she's focused on him alone.
"I'm sorry." He softly whispers, hoping she wouldn't hear him but she hears him nonetheless.
Petra watches as Levi produces a golden band-simple but engraved with a broken promise of a future-from his pocket and sets it down in front of her grave. His face overflowing with tears of grief and pain.
Too bad she's dead she thinks. She feels precipitation run down her face and she swallows back the taste of bitterness down her throat.
{it's funny, really, it's not raining at all so why does everything feel so wet?}