The 14-year-old blond stood on the bridge. He twisted the silver, leaf-patterned ring on his finger back and forth, and sang softly a song that he had heard exactly one year ago, on the very same bridge that he stood on now.

Rings are round the sun and moon,
And inside of trees,
Some are made by angel beings,
And some in factories.

Some rings loop around the heart,
From a lover, or a friend.
But all are circles, none begin.
And none will ever end.

He sighed, and tears came to his eyes as he remembered that fateful day.


"What are you doing, Susan?" asked Calvin, walking towards her. The 13-year-old stood on the edge of a bridge, and was looking down. She pointed down, at something in the water.

"Look at those fish, Calvin. See how their bellies flash up? They're almost like fireflies of the water."

He looked closer, then nodded. "I see, Susan. But what's your point?" She never said anything without a point. That was absolutely true. When Hobbes had been torn to shreds in a freak garbage truck accident, she had pointed out how his soul was now free. She had also said that all would die one day, and therefore he could meet his dear tiger again.

She looked at him for a long time. "Do you think that I could fly through the water, and the fish would light my way?"

"Light your way...for what?"

"Calvin...I'm going to see Hobbes. I'll tell him how much you miss him. We'll meet again one day. Remember this song..."Rings are round the sun and moon,
And inside of trees,
Some are made by angel beings,
And some in factories.

"Some rings loop around the heart,
From a lover, or a friend.
But all are circles, none begin.
And none will ever end."

And then, she jumped.

"No! Susie!" The boy ran to the edge, but she had already disappeared among the twinkling fish. But they no longer seemed like friendly lights. Now, they seemed like the harsh fires...of death. Death...

"Tell Hobbes I said hi!" His voice echoed in the wind, flying further and further away...


First Hobbes, then Susan! Why had life been so cruel to him? With tears in his eyes, he watched the fish again. And then, by magic, it seemed, the fish seemed to form a path of light. And at the end, waiting, smiling, waving, were the two people he loved more than anything else. Susie and Hobbes. The girl and the tiger. He slowly stepped down, to follow the path that they made. The water engulfed him, yet he felt nothing. He was light as air.
-sob- -sniff- That was so touching! There are really fish like that, you know. They inspired me to write this. Also, the tune Susie sings to Calvin appears in a book called A Rat's Tale, but I changed "angel rats" to "angel beings."