Monday, December 3, 2018

Place, Porcelain, While


They sat around the fire, reminiscing. Years had passed since that fateful day when they’d found her, lying still on the cold ground. They still couldn’t forgive themselves for having been away while her life had ebbed away.

Happy had been their world with her in it. Singing as they set off daily and whistling while working; now everything was done in the silence of mourning.

Her singing and dancing and open take on life - gone forever. Only her porcelain skin and ever smiling ruby lips were preserved inside the crystal coffin - precious within precious - her final resting place.

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