Expectations

Day Seven

Vlad scooted his chair closer to her and turned her head towards his. His soft hand glided through her hair like a brown wave of silkiness. Syndir looked into his eyes and her eyes stung with burning tears, rushing down her face like a little girl watching a flower die. She leaned and buried her face into his chest, she smelled his sweet oaky scent. Her tears stained into his shirt. His hand rubbed the back of her head, sweetly singing Amnesia in her ear.

" ...I wish that i could wake up with amnesia..."

She sniffled and said into his chest, muffled.
" And forget about the stupid little things..."

She backed up and went to wipe her tears. But something caught her hand. Vlad put it down on her lap and lifted her chin with his finger. His warm thumb gently wiped away the tear trickling down her face. She looked out onto the city lights, shining like stars in the early morning sky, slowly burning out.

" Why must this happen..to me...i wanted a father to be there...I guess I don't deserve anything in life anymore." A long sigh slipped from her lips and looked back into his eyes. Vlad smiled a comforting smile that filled here with a safe reassuring feeling in her. As the sun rose like a beautiful topaz, Vlad spoke softly under his breath as they walked back into the hotel room. Syndir turned and asked what he said..and he repeated.

"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always..."