Glass

I woke up one day. However, instead of the stone that greeted me it was the wooden bench. I looked up and saw my little brother.

"Now, I didn't finish my requiem but when you're revived you'll suffer the same fate". I stared at him then the next moment I was back. I was underground and a metal object beholded my face. I used my claws to dig up and realised it was a flag. The flag of the moun. I felt a sharp pain in my neck. Tears ran down my eyes. I don't know why. Guess I'm just glass.