stuckfetish1997

"I can't believe you are really gone," a woman wearing a black cloak said as she knelt at the grave of her fallen comrade.  Tears slowly collected in her eyes and fell to the ground, forming a small puddle on the freshly dug-up earth.  The woman placed her hand to her chest and another on the grave, and gently rubbed it, as though trying to shine the tarnished stone.  She removed some dirt and debris from the used stone. It was the only thing her family could afford.  As she rubbed off the dirt words began to appear, reading "Here rests Kidomaru". She fell to her knees in front of the grave, and sobbed as the rain fell on her head. Her broth