Author's Note: So…I should probably be reviewing on someone else's story because they've been annoying me about it at school so much that I'm about ready to give in and review… But I'm not going to.
Also: I'm kind of in the middle of writing a follow up/sequel kind of thing for this…I think…Or it'll be something completely different. I'm not sure what to do with it yet… Hm….
Disclaimer: I'm really not smart enough to dream up Inception…
The rain.
It reminded him so much of the other man.
Their first kiss had been, on a whim, in the rain. Their first date had found them running through the park, hand in hand, soaked to the bone. It had rained on their wedding day.
Now, it rained on the day of Arthur's funeral.
Staring up into the clouds above, he knew the rain would always be theirs.
Author's Note: Short and depressing. Must be the house special or something. :D
Peace, Love, Mark, and Iggy.
Kierstin.