Slowly walking down a street of an old dead city, Ken looks around, looking for a place to take a short break. He continues at the same pace, lost, deep in thought, of old memories. Near a buliting, behind it, he spots an old dying weeping willow. He makes his way to it and sits under it. He grabs his left shoulder and rubs it to ease the pain. Some of his dark brown hair covers half of his handsome face. He looks up at the sky with painful eyes...
" I'll find her...No matter what... She's still alive. I know it... I feel her heart. Pounding lively in my head and in mine. I love her so much. We've been through hell and back together, she always stood by myside, always smiling. But why? Why does this curse have to tear me apart from her?! I would rip out my own beating heart for her! ...yet..."
He looks at the dead grass near him and his eyes sadden.
" She doesn't know, how much I love her. But I'm afraid....That if I see her once more...that I'll hurt her..."
His eyes widen to the pain in his back and left arm. He shuts his eyes tightly and grabbing his shoulder tigher.
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I have no clue how this started or when or how it will end. Please comment! thanks so much!
-Jackie-
