My Blabble: I'm not sure how many people actually read my ficcies, but since I Will Laugh was really short, I decided I write an epilogue! Okie dokie here goes:
Time after, long ago wounds heal. Zell stood before his old parent's grave. He noticed how empty and deserted it look. The tombstone was simple with no carvings or pictures. Engraved on it was Jane Yearly and Frank Yearly. The date was scratched and marred so he couldn't tell. But he knew perfectly when it was. 'Funny,' he thought to himself. 'I didn't laugh as hard as I intended…' He carelessly tossed a blue flower behind his back onto the grave as he left. A petal came loose and got stuck in one of the cracks, like a teardrop.
That didn't help?? Oh well… ran out of ideas anyway. Be on the look-out for my new fic that's coming out soon, Holding Hands With Lies. Thank ya lots fer reading!