A/N- Written on request for misteline, who asked for Dearka/Miriallia and the theme "Pictures".
Dearka sighed. Removing her presence from his apartment was proving more difficult than he had first assumed. There were so many places where he could still see Miriallia standing there, smiling, laughing, crying.
Worst were the photographs. Then again, she was a photographer, so perhaps that wasn't so unexpected. There were plenty, anyway.
His hands strayed over quite a few, each one bringing back yet another memory.
His hand stopped, just over one. It was taken by a stranger. Just the two of them, smiling, standing together. Happily.
Dearka smiled, just for a moment. Maybe he'd keep one... for posterity.