2 Works by Emerys_0
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My dear jason,
You're gone. I can't say this out loud, can't even write it. Yet, I still picture you in my head, every night, every second of my time, your… corpse. I never realized how small you were, but in my arms you seem so… tiny. I wish I could hold you in my arms longer, so that your warmth would never end. You were so… cold. So… unlively. I don’t know what to do. Is there even anything I can do? None of this makes sense anymore, Batman, Robin, Gotham. Maybe I lost my mind.
— Bruce Wayne lost his son. He writes to him.
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« Why did you make this place if no one can access it ?
The florist took a moment to reflect, bringing his cup up to his lips to sip his tea slowly. The scent of the flowers mingled with the mint, without being overpowering.
« When I opened the store, I also wanted to turn it into a café, a soothing place where you could relax and enjoy the scent of the flowers you'd just bought. I had everything ready, but in the end... . Haha, I'm not sure why people didn't take much interest in it, they just bought flowers on the spur of the moment, for special occasions like Valentine's Day or a funeral. So I'm on my own here... . But it doesn't matter, I sometimes bring back regulars, friends, or people who need a break. Just like you.
« Just like me.
(title from a lyric of About you of 1975)