«You Are Still Here. Still... Still..» crimson dripped from his moth.
He peered into her watering eyes, but his are heavy. They seemed to look upon something else, some where she cant go.
«Or do you want to fight in that war so badly?» his chest heaved, yet a grunt espaces, denying air.
It was becomming a statue by how still he say.
Cold seeping into his flesh. Only his blood was warm
«I Can keep you here. I dont.. I dont... Want you to go. But i know that you must do. I..» she looked to the sky, stared at the sun waiting it to blind her to what he has become.
She squeezed harder on his shoulders but he only saw the distance.
Only that damned war.
She wanted, but would shove the blade further into him.
«Please, dont make me watch you go. Don't force me to be unable to do nothing For you.»
Silence, until his blood plummeted into the puddle between them.
It expanded and soaked her knee.
«Damn you!»
She slapped him to try and heal his senses, but it was like hitting marble.
He was letting his soul go, slowly turning his body into a memory that only she could touch.
She quivered as her tears feel and disappered into his blood.
«Do I mean nothing? You will leave me here alone again? Why do you always have to save someone else?»
She drifted to the hilt with her hand, felt the beat of his struggling heart reach her fingertips.
If she removed the sword, he'd bleed too fast.
Keeping in slowed his death. Make him suffer with her or watch him face once again.
«May you rot in eternal misery!»
She spat at the corpe that plunged the sword before perishing.
Moments, tiny yet, the most precious in her entire existance, drifted with out theoulse of his heart.
«Non, no, no, no, no!»
There was
Nothing in his gaze, only glazed orbs where Light used to live.
Blackness, undlessness, as his blood trickled down his chest.
His smile was a gift that she missed.
She returned it, despite wanting to shot at him For being such an ass at not letting her see him share.
She pulled the sword out with gentle motion, so as not to remove his head into her lap.
The scent of his sweat and his skin floated in his hair as she pressed her head against the back of his.
The Iron of his essence sank deep as she breathed him in weeping uncontrollably.
Spouting curses that flickered as Black energy around her, will wasnt in the to conjure them as real symbols.
She spoke the one spell that was to save him, but nothing, not even a pathetic spark formed without his say.
She lay without moving, letting her tears Flow rampant.
Her face grew numb against his cold skin.
«How long do you plan on laying here?» his voice was like crystal, as if music played only For the doomed
She kept her eyes closed instead of looking up. It helped her not see his Corp.
«Its approaching night. The torches will Come.»
«Let them Come. He is not here any more.»
Saying such Carrier finality.
A fresh year traveled slowly down her cheek, as if exploring unknown terrority.
He trouched her shoulder.
Cold Hands of metal with a gentle press a gentle touch.
«Would you go after him?»
She stared at the darkness hiding her eyes.
Tried to picture him walking towards her.
No armor, no sword, no weapons.
No spark of violence in his sights, despite the heroic intent.
But his back was turned and stride focused.
Flesh mended instead of his heart exposed.
Beating For but one purpose.
«I'd walk for ever in the abyss with him but i think he'd try and find others Who where lost. Always having to rescue someone.»
«Look...»
«I dont want to see any more»
«Then be smart»
She held onto the remains of what have her life, any hope meanong instead of slapping him.
«Who are you to tell me how to be?»
«At this Moment, you Are not fit to judge properly. You dont even know where you Are any more»
«What?» she looked up slowly.
Her neck cracked from having lain in the same position in what felt as For ever.
Dusk was inhering the Day to rest.
Glints of stars peered down on everything.
In the fading Light, she saw marble.
No doors or Windows, only a view of infinity ruling above.
There he say, in his alabaster throne, with the same aura shaped as a band upon his brow.
Small orbs, like tiny suns where embedded at interuals that Jutted up and down around his lenght.
It rested upon the shape of being formed of personal cosmos.
A symmetrical Galaxy hivered in his chest, lit with a White Flow.
The remainder was as if devoured and replaced by Black holes.
He held an arm up, palm raised, to goide her to what lay before her.
Her palms trouched something familiar, but it was a statue if her love.
Red stone with a perfect semblance of his energy curve and muscle.
Each strand of hair in their Green depths.
Smiling in that fond way he share only For her.
Whole and clean, instead of staining her existance with death.
Weeping silently, she cupped the falsity's face as water frickled from his eyes.
«Why am I here?»
«Remember when I gave you my power?»
«You cursed an unwilling girl..»
«Some will do anything to not disappear»
Laughter edged with so much disbelief it was as if a lunatic's Song, escape her.
«Who, what, Can you make you disappear?»
«You refused to die. Begged me For anything to keep you alive. You could not bear to disappear from his world.»
«You accepted the curse. Part of it was no to remember it happening. It helps with the assimilation. Makes your power more potent»
«My love.. He knew the only way to be the hero was to disappear from life»
« He loves life more than anything you Are in it»
His effugy stared at her with that damned smile.
«Why did you give me this?»
«To help you choose.»
«You helping? What do I have to pay this Time?»
«Life»
There was no Joy or sorrow in his declaration.
Emotions seemed too mundane For him
Only purposed sculpted his words
«Your flesh is armor against Time and harm from Keeping your soul. You tap into my power from such a line. I will return it to you if you desire»
«Won't you lose something?»
«You Are burdened enough. Now... Do you accept life or solitude?»
