Centori gripped the flowers in her hand so tightly that it took the prick of the thorns to make her realize she was even doing so. The step into the grove was always the most difficult even though her trips had been more frequent.
With a heavy sigh she moved into the clearing that was surrounded by trees that sang their sorrowful song. The white stone sat in stark contrast- a reminder of what her life could have been. She stood there with lips held tight together, feeling as if the weight of the place was too much. The pale yellow roses were set down before she took a seat in front of the silent monolith.
“Ann’da, Min’da… I’m not sure if you would have approved of having my body being marked but I thought it better then the collection of scars that I’ve acquired.” Cen lifted her skirt just enough so that her thigh showed, revealing a tattoo that looked like it had been painted on.
“A friend of mine did this and I wanted to honor you both. I may not bear the last name of Starstriker any longer but now I can keep you close.” Her fingers moved over the stars in the tree, tracing them as she tried to keep herself composed.
“I love you both and hope you like it.” Her words strained before the tears finally won out.