UNDER AN UMBRELLA
It was Mahift's birthday. But I drew his parents instead, and almost forgot about him lmaoooo, gomen my boy
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UNDER AN UMBRELLA
It was Mahift's birthday. But I drew his parents instead, and almost forgot about him lmaoooo, gomen my boy
You were everything good and pure in the universe. Gentle, kind, caring. The light blue of a winters morning sky and the soft yellow of a sun beam. The gentle sound of walking over snow. I was everything hard. The crackle of a burning log, the taste of blood, the orange of a flame. The sharp blade of a sword. When you touched me, my edges softened. The little bit of gentle that I had within me shown. When I touched you, your spine straightened with confidence. And you moved without fear, for you knew nothing would harm you least they be destroyed. The merging of our grace created her. Our little star. She was life. Green and gold and bursting at the seams. She was the best of both of us, my fire and your peace. She was Sun. And in the end, Life and Good cannot thrive alongside Fire. And while I miss you with every fiber of my being, for the rest of my days. But I regret not a single moment or touch. Expressly protecting you in my final moments. Look after each other, my loves.