Emotions

63. Passing on

His hand... grasped at nothing but air....

"Aurora!!" Will's consciousness began to rise up from within the blankness, pushed by an indescribable wave of grief!
His eyes snapped open to see... nothing.

The flame was gone, and Aurora along with it.

Only a tiny wisp of the fire remained, a spark, the last trace of Aurora that remained in the world. As it fell onto the back of Will's hand, it burned him, leaving a small mark.

He shivered, his hand frozen in midair in front of him, his eyes filled with tears.

Although he had not been able to see her final moments clearly, he could sense that she was now no more....

Tears fell down onto his withered skin, and the ground beneath his feet, as more grief than he ever imagined could exist overwhelmed him.

It wasn't that Will had never experienced the death of a friend or loved one. But this was different. Her passing filled his mind with a deep, deathly stillness....

It was a grief the likes of which led, not to screaming and yelling, but to silence and the shedding of tears....

He thought back to the first time he had ever seen her and how they had been together every since

"From now on, Aurora, you are my friend!"

"Aurora do you think your father is really angry at me"

"Ahhhh!! Aurora save me!!! Your father wants my poor life"

"Aurora, how do you think your dear Will did this time around!?"

"Hahaha!! Don't worry, I ,Will have a lot of experience with this kind of thing."

As the memories flitted through his head, Will shivered uncontrollably. He still couldn't pull his hand back, and in fact, made another attempt to grab hold of Aurora. He refused to believe that she had truly perished....

"Aurora...." he murmured, tears streaming down his face. Then he began to weep, the sound of which echoed out with the most profound grief and pain possible....