The night sky is bright from the light of the moon but cloudy from a thunderstorm that had passed an hour ago.The cematery is illuminated by the moon enough that a path is revieled from the darkness.Half way up the path,roses start to appear.But not just any roses,blue roses.At the end of the path there is a girl with long pitch black hair,Bright blue eyes and lips as dark as the midnight sky(black lipstick of course caused this,if they were naturally black...that would be kinda cool,a little wierd though, anyway).She sits on a bed of black roses,gazing at he moon longingly,as though she was all alone in this world.Her hair swayed with the wind and she sighed.
"Is there no one who is ment to be with me in this sorrowful world?Am I doomed to be alone,forever?"
