The Forgotten Portrait - Life afterwordsGarry's POV:More Like This
I remember it all very well.
I remember how it felt. How it felt to slowly crumple into nothing. I never would have thought that relying on a simple thing as a rose could be so vital for my life. And having each petal plucked and thrown to the ground was like suffering a slow and painful death. Seeing each blue petal on the ground made me weaker and weaker, until I could barely stand.
"If you need help I'll come running "
I meant it when I said I couldn't lie, but couldn't tell the truth either. I knew I wouldn't be able to do that, to come running for you. I wanted to, but my body wouldn't let me. It was like vines dragging me down. Away from Ib
And all I heard was, "Loves me Loves me not.. Loves me.. Loves me not Loves me..!"
I was gone after that.
I wasn't sure how death worked in this world. Could you even reach heaven or hell while within the frames? I even wondered about it while wandering the place with Ib and Mary
The Red Rose Isn't Ib's [Crossover]Tamaki ran through the halls of the now-empty art museum. This was supposed to be a fun field trip for students at Ouran Academy! Suoh had never been more frightened. First, the lights flicker. Then, he finds that everyone, including his beloved "daughter" Haruhi and the rest of the Host Club, had disappeared. After that, the exhibits began to come to life and attack him! The entire place was evil! He couldn't help but think Nekozawa must be responsible for this somehow.More Like This
Upon opening another door, a lady in blue still in her picture frame, mind you was feasting on a sparkling blue rose which was similar to the sparkling red one he had found and began to carry. Running, he lured it out and then ran back in to retrieve it, figuring it pure magic. He was able to outwit the painting by locking it outside of another room. He placed the noticeably worn and dying blue rose into a vase, which had restored it to full vitality.
Upon further wandering, he found an odd