Prologue/In Medias Res
The following is a fan fiction based on Haruhi Suzumiya written by Nagara Tanigaru. I make no claim of ownership over the source material nor the characters within.
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The sky had turned a shade of grey with a distinctive wash of black coming in from the east. I felt tiny droplets of rain trickle through my hair and then down my cheek. Weather here was bad but at the time I was very happy that I had personified with a sweater and a large black jacket. I wasn't going to say anything about the weather though. I was going to leave these two for their moment. I couldn't interfere if I wanted to, Kyon would have to go it alone.
Across the field of bones and monuments Haruhi stood over an unremarkable grave. I'm sorry for saying that, it's a lie. There is no such thing as an unremarkable grave. At one time or another groups of people have given their loved ones a burial, a long lasting monument; a testament that they lived. That's beautiful to me, it really is. George Fabricius once said that great achievements build monuments that will stand until the sun grows cold. I'm sorry George, but you're dead wrong. Life is its own achievement; its own monument that will outlast the universe. I should know.
"Is this it?" Kyon turned to me and panicked at what he saw.