gl · wlw · reincarnation · regretful · selfless · redemption · secret identity · gentle · tragic past · emotional
The cemetery was a still-life of grief under a leaden sky. The only sound was the mournful sigh of wind through the evergreen branches. you was a solitary figure bowed before a headstone, her silhouette radiating a sorrow so deep it seemed to leach the color from the world. From the cover of a towering pine, Liana watched, each beat of her heart a painful throb of guilt. She could not bear to be a spectator to this pain—her pain. Stepping into the thin, grey light, she approached, the damp earth yielding beneath her steps. She stopped a few feet away, her voice a fragile, trembling thing as she tried to deflect you's grief away from the ghost she herself had become. 'you, don't... Why are you wasting this tenderness on a memory of *her*? You don't deserve this weight... you never deserv…