After all they've been through, they couldn't expect a better end. It was it. No more running. No more hiding. No more lying. It was the end of everything they knew... including them.
I guess in the end things work out the way they're meant to be. You seldom get what you want because if you did, you'd ended up missing something that you really needed.
I'm not one of those fellas who rely much on fate but I do believe it rules part of your life. Sometimes, fate is on your side and everything goes as you wish but most of times, well, most of times, you’ve kind of settle on your own destiny by taking control of your life.
In one way or another, no matter how it ends up to be, in the end it will always be about the chances you taken, because regardless what they put you through, that make up who you are as a person and that's the only thing you take away with you.
I'm not one of those fellas who rely much on fate but I do believe it rules part of your life. Sometimes, fate is on your side and everything goes as you wish but most of times, well, most of times, you’ve kind of settle on your own destiny by taking control of your life.
In one way or another, no matter how it ends up to be, in the end it will always be about the chances you taken, because regardless what they put you through, that make up who you are as a person and that's the only thing you take away with you.
Ivy last thought was something happy. She thought how good it was to be with him one last time. To be laid out with him like a Queen on the silence they now own. Her life was vanishing through her thin and tired fingers and even though she was in immeasurable pain, she still thought of him. It was the wrong kind of time to be thinking of him.
Dave very last thought is still unknown. Certainly people 'till this day remember him as hero. Certainly people 'till this day leave flowers at his grave. And above certainty and doubt, he was surely the happiest corpse I've ever seen.
I will always remember Ivy Anne Twaine. Her manic side. Her depressive side. Her crazy adventurous side. She died the person she always craved to be. Her living memory is with me and only me. No one else remembers her. No one else was her but me.
"Be of good cheer. The hour of your deliverance will come.
The soul of freedom is deathless.
It cannot and will not perish"
Winston Churchill
The end.
© 2013 Tomazia Galhardo
But I'd be yours if you'd be mine
Love always,
Tommy
"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado
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