Post by Rose Scarlet on Jul 24, 2012 19:38:36 GMT -5
Rose walked through the Victorian style black gates that opened into the death yard. It was start and the moon was full along and it shined with the thousands of stars. As she walked past each stone she gentle ran her fingers over the hard cold stone. Then her gaze shifted to the home were bodies rested for their ceremony. A grin grew from her natural rose lips. She punched the door opened with little effort and stepped inside. Rose had already spotted a coffin shut tight ready to be put in the dirt. Breaking the locks to the side she opened the lid and gazed down at a young girl with midnight black hair and the skin of the moon.
