ElectraBlack
Broken Clock by ElectraBlack
05/26/2005AU. "The clock was wrong. Lily had observed just how wrong the clock was; it had only just turned three ‘o’ clock. Why did the clock say it was five? James had assured her that yes, it was five ‘o’ clock, but she didn’t believe it. It had to be three. At three ‘o’ clock, he had been there. Smiling, albeit a weak smile, but smiling all the same. Her pride and joy. Her one truest love. The one she had loved more than any other. But now it was five, which meant he was no longer there. He was gone, just like that. Gone."
Sorting Through The Years by ElectraBlack
12/14/2004"I've been there since the beginning. From the times when I sat there, faithfully upon his head, to times when I sat faithfully upon his shelf. I have seen horrors of which many have yet to dream of, let alone experience, although I have no eyes, as such. "