melancholyAnd I keep getting this one image in my head when I see this scene:
After Hollom's funeral, when the wind is blowing and the rain is falling in sheets...everyone is laughing, crying with joy.... down below somewhere sits Mr Hollom's little guitar, silent and alone. And no one heeds it. No one is sad to see it abandoned. And I can see reflected in it the prayers of that helpless soul...
And that really is breaking my heart! ;_; the image just keeps coming to mind and its rather depressing...it makes me feel all melancholy and creative, like I wanna make fanfiction or fanart....
