Forgiveness

Drabble Dimanche: Hanukkah Edition
Prompts: Candle Potato Blue Silver
Word count: 259

"So it has come to this." - Merrick, Anne Rice

I stand over my Beautiful One in his coffin. I am in pain seeing him reduced to ash. Looking over his remains in the silver moonlight with my eyes that are bright blue tinged red as I look at my eternal love. This one who looks beautiful even in one of his black grungy sweaters that is shaped like a potato sack. I have to bite my tongue to keep from crying so the bitch standing next to me will not know the depth of my pain and my hatred for her. As I stand here I know what I am going to do regardless of what either of them say in response to the question I am about to ask. I know it is self fish of me but I can not face the world without him. He will live. I do not care if it takes all my blood and all night but I will bring him back to me with or with their help. Regardless of what they say or who gets in my way. Once I have him back I will decide how best to deal with her. Later I will light a candle in the cathedral to ask for his forgiveness. It is what he would expect of me to disregard his choice for my will. He will forgive me- always. I know this because this is our eternal dance, forgiveness. There will be no scattered ashes this night not for my own, my Louis.


YourGreenEyedMonster (dep)
12-6-15, 1205 pm
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