
The ashes blew up from the fire as she gazed into the flames, tears making runnels in those ashes that kissed her face. She tried hard to think of his soul rising up with the sparks into the wind…
The ashes blew up from the fire as she gazed into the flames, tears making runnels in those ashes that kissed her face. She tried hard to think of his soul rising up with the sparks into the wind…
Some people avoid cemeteries, believing them to be sad, depressing, or just plain creepy. I, however, love cemeteries. I love wandering around in them, looking at the beautiful funereal sculpture, the interesting notes on the headstones, the different ways in…