"By chance do you have a spare piece of thread on you? Something that can hold together long term." Azure asks, gripping tightly to the vial.
"Fortunately, I do." Ash smiles, the cigarette in his mouth perking up, pulling out his old zippo with a smile looking at the old rope design embroidered in the casing of it.
"This should work right?" Ash asks, His fingers already deftly unraveling the threading wrapped around the old zippo.
"Yeah, that should hold together." Azure agrees, holding back another wave of tears.
"There." Ash threads the rope through an opening in the vials casing. Tightening it with a solid knot before kneeling down placing the vial necklace around Blake's neck.
"He will carry my hope and Damien's hope, one day we will get to see a beautiful new future." Azure chokes through her tears, brushing the back of her wrist over her tear filled eyes.
