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A bright light. This was all that was seen. A bright, white, light which held the wrath of a pit of fire. She heard nothing, saw nothing but this dear light, and bathed in it's fury. She deserved this ... Did she not? She had betrayed the one she loved the most, and this would be her punishment. She was to never bathe in his radiance again ... never to speak with him again ... never to quietly sit in her garden.
Do you hate me now ... ?
Falling. That was all she could manage. She had no wings to soar, no wings to save her from this fall. That light was fading, slipping from her grasping hands. She was a forgotten one. ... No. She was the one which had forgotten.
Sera awoke with a start, eyes large silver moons filled with terror. The hour was unknown to her, as were the two large brown eyes staring down across her counter. Her back ached; it burned with the heat of a thousand suns. Maybe this was why she wept. Her breathing was ecstatic, glistening tears pouring down the soft face to mix with the deep color of her hair. The thick cerulean mass seemed to cover her, hiding her from the outside world, like a curtain of velvet. The small girl doubled over, head burying into her shaking hands. No ... this wasn't at all why she wept. It wasn't he pain in her back, or the frightful nightmares she'd been having night after night. It was her heart. It ached, feeling like a bottomless pit of deep sorrow; one that would swallow her whole, and never again let her see the light of day.
"Miss? Are you alright?" The voice was soft, holding the care of an experienced mother.
Sera looked up, silver orbs meeting those of a worried brown. For a moment the younger female thought of falling into the shoulder hovering over her, of letting her tears weight down someone else for a change. No ... she couldn't do that to this kind woman.
"I'm fine." She answered with a shaky voice, hidden behind a lovely smile. "I had a nightmare is all."
A hand was offered to her, which she took gladly before standing. That was when she noticed the time. In an instant worry had entered her large eyes, "I'm so sorry!" With this small apology she turned to rush for a cooler located in the back of the small, bright, shop. The chuckling escaping the elder woman followed her, casting a comforting shadow over the tear stained girl. It was as if she were telling her, It's alright - Everything will be fine soon.
Grasping a large arrangement of roses, she turned on her heels. Her hair danced, following the pattern of the black skirt about her small legs. She had been here since the early hours of the morning, working on special orders for a funeral to happen this afternoon. She hadn't slept last night ... or the night before.
"I'm terribly sorry for making you wait." Extending the large vase she was once more, greeted with a smile.
"It's quite alright, dear. Have a nice day, now."
Sera watched the elder woman exit in silence, a small smile playing upon her lips. The low chime of the silver bell above the door caused an air of nostalgia to fill the small flower shop. The owner remained still, leaning against her counter in silence for a time. Her breathing calmed, eyes closing softly to enjoy the fresh scent of morning glories to her left, and lilies to her right. The only place she felt at ease was in this place, and the small garden on the roof of her apartment. It was a strange feeling, almost as if ...
That garden I see in my dreams ... I wonder if anyone cares for it anymore.
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