A/N: Blargh, a few kind of serious ones. I hope I don't scare anyone away; I dooo prefer the happy ones, but...xD MORE SOON!
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After It happened, she saw death everywhere.
Felt it; true cold.
It was like eternal winter. She noticed wilting flowers and trees that failed to take root; she wouldn't eat the meat on her plate for weeks.
It had been alive, once, after all. And it shouldn't have died. Not for her.
Other things, too. Dreams died with her mother, as did hopes and—for awhile—happiness. The purpose and meaning of everyday tasks died.
Why bother cleaning the window? There was nothing to see anyway.
Floors didn't need to be swept.
And then, one day Gannon said: "We're moving."