At The Grave Yard

[LeavingForYesterdayWithFear]

As the cold air cut threw the trees on a dark January night he sits alone by the grave of his lover. Torn from the inside for her loss. He reminds him self of her and all the wonderful times they shared together. Now he runs back and forth in his mind, thinking that he will not, can not go on in this dreadful world with out her by his side. At that moment he takes a deep breath and lies down on the cold damp grass. “Where have you gone my sweet love, oh where have you gone?”. “I am right by your side jess for I am always in your heart”. “Who said that “ said jess. “For who speaks these words I hear”?. “It is me your angel in the fog of morning”. “God has granted me one wish and my wish was to be with you”. He then sits up, with his heart racing out of control. "I would never had thought I would ever see you again my dear" he says as he gets up in confused state. "Why I would never want to be in Heaven with out you there with me". "Sweet Rose my love, thank you so for coming back to me, to my heart". "I thought I would be alone for the rest of my life". "Oh David, you poor soul, you would not be alone". "For I would have always been in your heart". Now as the moon starts to die, the birds start to sing. The fog starts to lift and the sun peers down threw the clouds. "Oh David, I must leave you now, for the sun is about to rise for good". "I just wanted to say goodbye and to tell you that you are my everything". "Will I ever see you again"? asks David. "You will see me every night my dear, when you come to this grave I will be waiting for you". As Rose kisses David for the last time until night falls once again, she says to him "David, I will always be here for you my love". She then dissapears into the light as David watches. "Until night falls again my love" David says as he walks away from the grave stone. He then walks alone once more in the morning light, not knowing about what will happen next. "I am someone" he says to himself as he walks down the road from the church's grave yard. Waiting for his love Rose and the fall of night.

[Ozymandias]

Gaston Leroux would've been proud.

Quite touching, and makes some good points to boot. Well done.

[Wyvern]

LeavingForYesterdayWithFear glances towards the area where the grandfather clock would normally be resting in the corner of the Recruiter's Office, raising a brow as he finds only a blank wall and a note that reads "Ozymandias - Replacement Clock Needed." The applicant mutters a few curses under his breath as he turns his gaze towards an Office window, noticing that the sun is beginning to set on the horizon and not wanting to be late for an important graveyard rendezvous. Lifting himself from his seat and shuffling back and forth in a nervous manner, he turns to Ozymandias the Elder and catches his attention with a frown.

 

"Mr. Ozymandias, do you know when the Elder of Initiates might be-"

 

Ozymandias shakes his head solemnly, letting out a dismal sigh.

 

"Unfortunatly, you never can tell." The Loremaster wanders towards the applicant and gives him a pat on the back. "In the meantime just watch the clo- errr, that is, the blank wall where there used to be a-"

 

Wyvern barges into the Recruiter's Office at that moment, his scales covered in dirt and a large sack with a tombstone jutting out of it dragging behind him. Grinning and waving to LeavingForYesterdayWithFear and Ozymandias, the overgrown lizard hisses:

 

"Sssorry I'm a little late, was out 'resource hunting' for potential Almost Dragonic Brand Sculpture™ materials. Lemme see that story."

 

Wyvern snatches LeavingForYesterdayWithFear's application off of his cluttered desktop before he can muster a reply, skimming over it with his beady eyes and slowly nodding once he's finished. The reptilian pauses for a moment, then glances at the tombstone jutting from his bag, then at the story, then at the tombstone, then at the story again before hissing:

 

"A nice piece, but I swear I read something sssimilar on an epigraph somewhere before..."

 

OOC: Thank you for choosing to apply to the Pen, LeavingForYesterdayWithFear. Unfortunately, the guidelines for applying state that your application piece "must be an original work posted specifically with the intention of joining the Pen," and since this story also acts as one of your live journal entries I cannot currently accept it. Write a work specifically for the Pen and post it in this thread, however, and I'm certain you'll be swiftly accepted into our ranks. :-)

[sweetnightmare]

Hey, I like this story, very much potential here!