•Visiting The Family•
Dorian made his way to the Grey manor. He wasn't staying there for long, only wanting to pick something up. This 'something' was a large bouquet of white roses, carefully picked from the stunning garden. But his goal wasn't making a lover a happy day, no. His goal was visiting the graveyard. A few carriages later, Dorian reached the lonely graveyard far away from London. The stones on the ground cracked under the shoes of the reaper, filling the silence surrounding him. There was no one there but him, which he was perfectly fine with of course. The reaper pushed open the iron gate, separating the Grey family grave from the rest. His eyes traveled from grave to grave. They were all still pretty, even though the graveyard haven't been used in years. The most beautiful one however was the one Dorian took care of: Caras. It was her death day today. His life changed completely at that point. And it was still the worse day of his existence. He gently placed the bouquet of roses onto the pretty white grave, smiling. "I got you the one form the bush you love so much...the one where you found that bird you took care of." A dry chuckle escaped his lips. "I...I miss you. God, I say that every year...look at your little brother being pathetic as always...I am sorry." His eyes wandered to his own grave. The people had dug it open and put their cow shit in there, his tombstone completely broken and dirtied with ugly words. Everyone's grave was pretty except his own. 'I guess I deserve that.' He thought before simply, sitting down in front of his own grave, pulling out a cigarette as he heard someone approaching him. The greenette turned around. "How did you find me?"