[D.Gray-Man Fanfiction] Speechless

[This story has been abandoned. Enter at your own risk. Consider it an archived record of one of my old works.] Our meeting was a joke played by fate. The fact that people like us came together, surrounded by flowers and moonlight, laughter and cheer along the way, was itself a sign of our disrespect for life and our ignorance of it. So later, I sent you all away, one by one. The process was long and painful. Those flowers, growing humbly and blooming in corners untouched by light, withered before they could see the sun rise again the next day. It was a terrible shame, yet it was fate. And I, the one left behind in this world, often think back and say: "Hey, do you remember what our badges said?" The days are short and the nights so long. Why not take a candle and go for a stroll? Theme: The days are short and the nights so long. Why not take a candle and go for a stroll?