Miss Dresden unpacked the picnic.
Dark chocolate cupcakes topped with a generous sprinkling of toasted coconut.
Her hair had turned slowly grey with the passing of seasons.
The thin smile had all but withered away over the years.
Time had touched Bela too.
Like a relentless tide that ebbed and flowed.
Washing over her flimsy frame.
Leaving behind quirky flotsam and jetsam.
On a private beach of teenage curiosity.
Teddy was missing an eye.
Moth eaten and ripped.
Little paws anxiously rubbing the furry legs that lay beside him, separated from his body, torn and tatty.
Three lost mourners.
In the little cemetery.
Where Father now slept.
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Zana
RomanceA dark, modern fairytale with a touch of burlesque, magic and mischief.
