He stood alone, watching it rise. Cold and motionless, a wall that sheilding those in his shadow that warmth the sunlight brought. Even the wind avoided him, tiptoeing around him and timid as it pulled on the black cloth that hung over his metal plating. His arms, folded, as his gaze cast down over the land like a judge over a criminal. Calm and steady, absorbing the emotions around him.. a thorn from the rose scene that played out before him. He moved..
Head turning slowly to one side, armor shimmering as she approached. Something different. There.. it peirced him, warming.. she came to his side and moved her arm into his.. her smile to the slits of his helmet.. she broke him without speaking a word. knotted hair and innocent eyes.. she fixed him.. made him human again.
Comment: another short write. my attention span isn't what it used to be.
enjoy..