She wiped her eyes as she tucked the torn page into her sketchbook.
The next page was filled with his elegant scrawl. Her vision blurred the words. After a moment, she mastered herself.
The words didn't make much sense.
To Aerrow and Finn:
Your expressions must be priceless right now.
You know, with each victory comes a drawback.
Remember what I told you, Finn? What I could do?
I'll lurk in the back of your mind, every day, until you die. So…in a way, you're going to keep me alive, if only through memory.
I wish you a long life.
OOO
Author's Note: Total word count 100
One…more…to…go.
How many people would kill me if I stopped right now? And made you wait til tomorrow?
Bwahahaha.
(Wont do it. I enjoy living.)
Anyhow... one more chapter. ONE more. And I'm tweaking it until I'm satisfied that its perfect. But it will be up soon, I swear.