Water Nymphsby
Breeee123Comment by K3Master: It was like a dream. A dream, yet so startingly real that Jonas gasped and blinked back the tears that suddenly formed.
He came to this spot every week, this spot where the accident had happened. This spot where his life had changed forever, where his greatest and most precious gifts had been torn from him. Every week he visited and dropped flowers into the waters, gifts for the girls he lost that day.
Yet today, as he stared into the dark and foreboding waters, as the flowers drifted there, a vision of the girls began to form, and he thought that his mind was playing tricks. Yet even blinking, and wiping his eyes, they remained, slowly appearing in the ripples, their faces and eyes, as if they had never been gone at all. Their hair flowing in the mini-currents, their smiles both lighting his heart, and tearing at his soul.
When he could blink back the tears no longer, they began to flow freely, and each drop of them upon the water began to obscure the faces of his children, and as they faded once more, he uttered a strangled cry and tried to reach out for them, but they were gone.
In a whisper that he was never entirely sure he really heard, they called to him. They told him that they would always live on, in him, in his memories and that they gave him permission to move on.
He knelt there for some time after the water faded back to darkness, and watched as the flowers drifted away. Soon the tears stopped, and he wiped his eyes and a sad smile crept to his face.
"I love you, will always love you, and miss you so much." He rose, and started on his journey not only home, but towards healing.
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