22. The earthly end

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Years, decades have passed, our lovers have grown old, they have spent every moment together as per the oath, joy, sadness, health and illness, the illness... oh how painful the illness was the only one that could break them internally given their health patient of the Moor, who continued to be more and more delicate. "kolya dear I think the time has come to put our plan into action.." the old jester turned worried "has the time come yet? I thought I could enjoy you more..for longer" he said stroking his cheek "I hoped so too, my dear... but I can't do anything about it" he took his shaking hand ".. I'll go get what I need" the dark-haired man smiled at him, they didn't want to spend even a second away from each other, there was no 'and they would have made him get lost again, but death comes to everyone, the only choice was to plan it before it arrived on its own, they would have killed themselves together and they would have lived their ultra-earthly life together and they would have been happy forever, Nikolaj  returned with two guns, two pistols with full cannula, ready to fire the shot before death knocked on Fyodor too soon, they both took the pistol, the blond stood at his beloved's side "I can't believe that all our time is already passed, I can't accept it.." Fyodor rested his forehead against his "my darling, isn't this a goodbye? we are heading into heavenly life, just you and me, in peace.. it is our reward that is due to us" Nikolai calmed down a little "okay we are starting this greeting.." the pale man shook his hand "my dear kolya in my life I could only desire a piece of heart like you, you are the first person who managed to make me feel feelings, emotions and you never left my side, on the last day of my life, I love you like the first and I'm waiting for our meeting" he said placing the gun on his forehead "my dear and beloved Fedya I have never left your side and I will never leave, you were my first true friend, my home, the first who understood me and who didn't game of me, my heart has always beaten for yours and always will, on the last day of my life I wait..our meeting" looked him in the eyes, he couldn't point the gun at him, the dark-haired man stared at him and stared at his hand waiting for him to do the promised action, he ends up taking his hand and automatically pointing the gun at himself, Nikolai lost hope and complied, the two kissed, for what would be the last time, an eternal last time, which would last forever, their last breath would be unique and their souls lips against lips forever, they pulled the trigger.
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