The sun started to set, and the princess realized it was time to leave the cemetery.
She turned to Angel who was still crying, and the image she saw broke her heart.
Red puffy eyes, with running mascara smudged all over her face.
Even her usual pale skin had reddened to the extent one could feel her pain that reflected from inside of her, to the outside.
"We need to leave, Angel," the princess said, even though it hurt her to say it.
Angel looked up, as silent tears continued to fall down her eyes.
She couldn't stop crying. It was like the floodgates of tears had been opened in her, and all she could do was cry.
"And go where?" She asked through tears.
"Somewhere we can think of what to do next. It's getting too depressing being here," she answered logically.
