Tears slowly streamed down Erin Randall's face as she stood next to Faith Angell's grave. A year had passed slowly for her without Faith and Conner's presence. Memories of their funeral slowly played through her mind.
Faith's paintings of Conner and herself were placed around their coffins. Although both caskets were closed, she had it arranged that Faith was laid upon a bed of white rose petals. No one shed a tear on that day of sadness. The earth was crying for the loss of two angels on that day since no one else would.
Erin wiped away her tears and laid a single white rose on the ground in front of Faith's tombstone. Her eyes slowly took in the design of Faith and Conner's tombstones. A single rectangle stretched towards the heavens. The top was circular in the middle with a small cross carved into the circle. Their names were engraved a few inches below the cross. A single angel guarded the bottom of the tombstones. "A magnificent tribute to two beautiful souls." Erin whispered aloud. Her eyes strayed to two other gravestones in the distance. "Hello Lauren and Alex." Erin whispered. She quickly walked over to her sister's grave to make sure it wasn't damaged. She gently brushed her left hand across Alex's tombstone as she did so.
Satisfied that there wasn't any damage done to either grave, she turned and started to walk away. "Oh excuse me I'm so sorry." Nicholas Graves apologized after accidentally walking into Erin.
"Don't be it was my fault for not watching where I was walking." Erin replied.
Nicholas couldn't speak for a few moments because of the flashes of his nightmare pulsed though his mind. This young woman was the other one in his dream.
"Are you o.k.?" she asked in a soft voice, concern filling her eyes.
"Oh, uh, yes I'm all right." was his answer. You look familiar but I'm sure we have never met." I don't believe we have," she said after careful thought. "By the way I'm Erin Randall and you are?" "Nicholas Graves, Ms. Randall" he replied. "I know this is a little too bold, but would you allow me to take you out for maybe coffee or dinner?" "Please call me Erin, and I wouldn't mind a cup of coffee." she said.
Without another word or glances, they slowly walked out of the cemetery together. They were unaware of the two pairs of eyes watching their every movement, a crow's and the Suicide King. The king moved out of the shadows casted by the oak not far from Faith and Conner's tombstones. "Nicholas you have found the perfect victim for me without even knowing it." The Suicide King whispered aloud.
The crow perched in the tree, flew over to Faith's grave as the sun began to set.