Seething, she stepped closer, close enough that she could see the trail of tears left on the doctor’s scourged face. “Sweet Crescent Moon…,” he whispered, his lips barely able to form the words. He began to shiver. “Up in the sky…” He hummed a few bars of a song, a lullaby that seemed barely familiar. “You sing your song … so sweetly … after sunshine passes.…” The last word hovered unspoken as he stopped shuddering and lay still, his blue eyes staring upward like empty marbles.
RIP :(
