Christian Gray

Dry Tears

"Have you seen this girl?" A dry wind sweeps into the tavern from the arid area outside as one of two men at the bar question the barkeep. The tavern's dreary atmosphere is disturbed only by the blinding sun shining through cracks in the ceiling. The bartender looks up from his stand at the most well-preserved item in the bar: a silver heart-shaped locket. The locket is opened to show the contents to those opposite its bearer. The bartender inspects the item further. There is a picture of a young girl, no older than twelve, with caramel skin, brown eyes, and braided ponytails wearing a rose-colored dress.