For Sarah - smegel

I wrapped up some words in silver and gave them to you. Liquid sorrow tumbled from her lashes. Your words now, not mine. I'll never use them.

Consider it a gift, though its a gift that's soaked in grief, and I don't know why you'd want it. Good luck with it, it's too heart-wrenching for me.



             -- short this time, but I found it and decided it had to be said. I hope you finish that song, Scorpia.