Microfiction Monday is a challenge where Susan, at Stony River provides a picture and we have only 140 characters to come up with a story. I, as always, have cottoned on belatedly, and am posting my response a little late in the day, still as they say, better late than never!
That night they ran on wild heathen moors till breaking dawn,
And found a love that surpasses even death,
For now they finally lie as one.
I have to admit the character limit was a real challenge! I wrote this as an ode to one of my favourite books, Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. 'Whatever our souls are made from, his and mine are the same.' - The image just brought to mind the unattainable nature of Catherine and Heathcliff's love, and the irony that it is only in death that they can lie as one.
Hope you like it!