Reminiscence

(Trial0.2)

  Beneath the sky, an old eastern style mansion, could be seen. With Crimson painted walls, and ceramic roof tops, a wide garden filled with Daffodils and Moonflowers.

  At the center, there was an old Maple tree with few green, brown, red, orange, and yellow leaf's, And beneath it there was a crystal pond inhibited by few Moonlight Koi's.

It was trully a magnificent sight,

   The rooms in the mansion were a mix of eastern and western style rooms. Each room has its own decorations and persona, distinctive to their own space.

 In one of the oldest looking room, A big window was the first thing you could see once you enter. Beneath it was a bed with a white sheet, covering the body of a beautiful man with mocca colored hair, blue eyes, and pale skin.

  His thin fragile hand was held by the hands of the person sitting beside him.

 His hair was raven colored, Violet-golden orbs twinkled under his locks, glistering from time to time from the droplets that threatened to fall. 

  He wore a melancholy look on his face, contrast to what the other was expressing. The latter was revealing a gentle and warm smile to the Raven haired man. He looked satisfied, as if his expression itself was saying to the world;

'I have no regrets'.

  "I have lived long enough to see you grow…," said the mocca color haired man, his bone-like hands delicately reached towards the others face as he caress it. "I only regret not being able to walk you down the aisle and watch your marriage," he chuckled weakly, "pity"

  The fragile man let out another small chuckle before all of his strength dispersed with his last breath. His hand that fell was catched by the ravenette, he didn't cry. He shouldn't. He took a deep breath before letting out a huge sigh. 

  He stood up but didn't leave before covering the mocca haired man's face with white silk.

He left the cold room

He locked it and burned away the wooden key with his soul fire.

He was left all alone now.

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"This House used to be so cheerful and bright…" 

  said the Raven haired man, while walking into the deep, cold, and dark hallways. The only light came from the moon that passed throught the windows

  "....and now, it's only me, left alone…"

  The Grand-Master had already passed a few centuries ago. Then one by one, fellow disciples left the mansion and started their own journey. Some had already passed, some had families, and some went to unknown places and lost contact with us. Leaving only him and the light brown haired male behind…, and now, it's only 'Him' who is left.

He sighed,

 The Raven haired man reached his destination, the garden's terrace. He sat down and took out a bottle of fine grass wine, and started drinking it.

"What a fine looking wine, mind giving me some?" A voice rang

 The Raven haired man didn't looked back and kept on gazing the garden which was illuminated by the moon, but he replied "I'm not so sure, for this fine-wine, is the wine you hated the most"

"Grass wine?"

"Yes"

"Pity,"

 They didn't break the silence for a while, until the owner of the voice came out of the shadow and revealed himself. 

  He had black hair, striped with several red highlights, dark skin and face was covered by a tragic and comedic mask. 

 He then sat beside the Raven hair man and took out a letter from his sleeves, "A letter from 'Him'" he said carelessly, "Seems important, you should open it"

  Following the clown mask advice, the Raven haired man opened it, and inside was a very simple content.

Dear Lao-Lao,

For what I've done, I'm sorry

-sign L.Y

The ravenette clicked his tounge, face scrunching up in disgust

"What did it say?" The masked male asked,

  "Nothing of importance," the ravenette hummed as he crumbles the piece of paper down, "he's dead to me either way"