Pluto, Lord of the Underworld

The end.

Cold black sky. No movement.

Sound of drum at the distance is getting quiet.

There she stands. Pale girl in dark hair. Serious expression on her face. She is waving goodbye and then turns her back at me. Silent sad figure. She is walking away to the darkness.

The end is beautiful but a little scary.

I collapse on my knees and cry. Tear drops turn into ice.

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