Literature
.:|''Even In Death Our Love Goes On''|:.
Night fell on Death City. For many, they were returning home, and preparing to go to bed. It was an everyday routine for them. But it was different for Pandora. She stood in the bedroom that she had shared with the love of her life, before he died. She stared out into the city, her hand resting against the pane of glass.
Her heart hurt, as she remembered her husband, and she stepped away from the window. She pulled the curtains, and slowly crawled into the cold bed. She rested her head on the pillow, and pulled the blankets over her shoulders. Though she stared at the empty spot next to her.
Reaching over slowly, she frowned whe