Melancholy

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Melancholy
Draco
100 words.
PG.
Challenge: Heartbreak.

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His tears look like beads of crystal as they glide down his cheeks. They catch the pale light of the moon and glisten like the twinkling stars in the black sky above. As the bitter wind blows, it tousles his fine hair and each strand gleams in the lune’s milky glow like a chalcedony.

His pale face is as dark as the night; sombre and melancholy. Where joy once lit those granite-grey eyes, there is now emptiness as vast as a canyon. His lips, which spent many hours caressing Harry’s are silently forming his name as he stands at the foot of his lover’s grave.

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