Stones in the River

Seraphim Earl

Author's notes:

I am studying adobe photoshop so I'm kind of in a finding inspiration mode and I found one…! It's from a song: Stones in the River from Doug Walker. Very uplifting and inspiring.

This chapter is a complement to one of the previous ones of which I will not tell until the end f the chapter.

Standard Disclaimer applies.

Go Erza… wipe out Azuma! Hate the tree guy! Fairy Tail…update sooner pretty please!.

Warning: I will not say. It's part of the story.

On with the story….

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A great congregation has gathered by the riverbank, most held the crests of various guilds and some civilians, all for one great reason. I stood beside my husband, watching familiar faces and those that touched most of our hearts, all of our hearts. Everything was sober and sad and I can feel my heart being ripped from my chest. It was something I really hated to see. I do not want to be a witness to such kind of situations, especially when I am one of the participants to result such situation. I could only watch with longing eyes as another curveball was thrown our way. I watched with great agony as tears were shed and given from each person that stood in front of the crowd.

I watched as my master, Makarov stood in all his wisdom and glory of golden years speaking of great feats and happy times and how it will not be forgotten through all eternity. Gildarts stood and talked about the same thing with additional stories of camaraderie and brotherhood and how each nakama, in one guild or all guilds are connected with such traits. I braved myself not to cry because I knew everything would be alright. There were sobs and cries in the horizon as everyone seemed to think that mourning was fine. I think and wish it was not. Natsu stood in front of the crowd and with teary eyes I watched more with agonizing kept tears of my own as he talked and talked with so much depth that I have never seen him before.

That was until two ten-year old children stood after Natsu's speech. Twins as it was obvious stood with big bright smiles that were like rays of lights from the darkness. A girl and a boy with childishness in their eyes and wisdom more of their years and as they started to speak, I started to cry.

"Mama often talked about life." The girl said with a smile. "She told us that it is not important how long we live, but to find out how it means to live."

"She told us that we will meet many people and we will give something to them and they will give something in return." The boy said with a very similar smile to his twin. "Then all things will link together and how it would be that our fates would intertwine and change."

"We can see that our mother took it to heart, those lessons that we can see its fruits as we gather here today. We would see each other again, in our memories and when we ourselves passed through death." She said with a big smile then the twins sat down with a last statement of love. "We love you Mama."

"I saw my Mama longest compared to my siblings…I was the eldest after all.." another young man stood with dark eyes. "She showed me many things and taught me many things that I know were right to the core. She told us stories of many things that happened in their lives and how we should learn from our mistakes.

But what I loved the most through all her teachings was one reason I love many things she loved as well."

"We are like stones in the river, tossed and turned when the current moves so strong." The young man continued with gleaming onyx eyes. "And over time we are shaped until the edges are gone and soon we would be like those shiny and round stones that are perfection. Soon we will be the ones helping the others polish their edges. I am sure that my mother had achieved it and as she will face our Maker I am sure that she stands polished and smooth…like stones in the river."

Gray stood and I could only wonder what he will say. I stood among the crowd waiting as all hushed in silence and he opened his mouth to speak.

"What more can I say when they have said it all?" he said more to himself rather than to the crowd. "Oh… yeah… there's still one thing. I love you and I know you will understand how much with those simple words."

He said those words with his gaze on mine, the intensity making my chest bubble with assurance, happiness and sorrow.

He turned around and faced the grave, magnificent in its simplicity as it was a small grave with a small angel sculpture. "I love you Erza… I'll be there soon."

I died.

Soon the congregation dispersed and soon I was standing among my family and facing my very own grave. My husband stood by my left as we watched our children place the flowers on my grave. I watched as my children have happy smiles on their faces and as my husband has one of his own. I was not fully happy since I can still see the sorrow in his dark eyes.

"I love you Gray and I will wait for you." I said as I held his hand and kissed his cheek, my tears touching such smoothness and I could only proceed to gazing my children. "I'm proud of all of you."

I stood by the side of my grave, watching as my family conversed with each other, of memories to where I am present to. I could only watch over them now and I do not regret what I did.

"Papa you're crying." My daughter said as she tugged his father's hand and looked up at him. Gray smiled through his tears and spoke in a choked tone. "You're mother said she loves you and is proud of you Sheena."

"We know that Papa, she tells it to us all the time." My eldest said with a lopsided grin. "Come now I'm starving already."

"We'll visit tomorrow right Haji-niisan? Papa?" the twins asked their gazes turning from one after the other.

Gray grinned and I could never be happier. "Well, if you twins could be behaved. Could you Sheena? Cyril?"

"Yes Papa!" Gray nodded at our eldest and they all turned to my grave in last goodbye for the day.

"See you tomorrow Mama. Watch over us." My kids said in unison that I knew I could not wipe the smile on my face. I waved at their retreating figures and I was surprised to see my daughter turn and wave back, her eyes on me.

"Love you Mama." My spitting image said with the same expression I knew I was having.

Erza Scarlet Fullbuster; Mother, Sister, Wife, Friend. Our beloved Fairy Queen, forever fighting with angel wings and shining blades.

We would be like stones in the river, stones in the living waters.

"I am proud of you child." I turned and smiled as I met familiar faces.

"It's all because of you and them Grandpa Rob." I smiled wide as I can still hear my family's laughter in a distance.

A grave stood by the riverbank, an angel sitting on it with a sword in her hands.

Our Fairy Queen; an angel with ready arms, died for her family by oath, by heart and by blood.

-FIN-

Disclaimer applies and listen to the song…. It's so inspiring….

Next one still depends in my inspiration. Give me some if you want….requests per se?

It is to my personal conscience that I need to kill Erza since Gray was killed as well in the previous chapter… She died in battle as what the last statement implied…(in front of her children if I may add I think.). I will never make Gruvia in any of my fics even if I killed Erza. NEVER!

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Note: My college life had started and I may take longer in posting. Sorry..

My dear co-dramione fan, I realized my AU would be too complicated so I'll do a 7th year fic first as warm up..^^ I'll do it as soon as one of my fics are finished. Requests are gladly accepted.