Disclaimer: Anthony Horowitz created Alex Rider; therefore I do not own him.
Prompt: A Tulip
It was a bright and sunny day; Passerby's were happy and carefree. A fair young man carrying a bouquet of tulips entered the cemetery and strolled towards an elegant gravestone. The twenty-something year old stopped in front of it and bowed his head.
"I'm sorry; if I had just opened my eyes and really thought about it, this never would have happened. I was young and naïve, I let myself be manipulated. One mistake caused so much death. You always tried to protect me and I killed you. I'm sorry."
The former spy placed the bundle of tulips on the grave and whispered, "Goodbye Mrs. Tulip Jones."
As the scarred man with hard brown eyes walked away, the sun glinted on the silver scorpion decoration, binding the flowers together.
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