Mera Hero

Mera Hero (My Hero)--[may-raa 'hirō]
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A void. A pit cluttered in darkness. Wisps of chilly air seeping into my ripped flesh, peeling back skin and revealing unbearable degrees of pain. I huddled myself closer--as close as my fragility could bear. My heart was weak, yet the palpitations thudded against my chest in fear. Nothing could shield me from the horrors of this world--no one. Yet a garishly lit part of my mind set itself free, and I remembered the words of Allah, and my unwavering faith that had kept me going this far.

"Isha..."

I peeled open my eyes, honing in on a pair of smouldering grey orbs that peered at me from above. He kneeled down, and the sudden recognition had clouded my mind. It was him. His hand reached forward and the warm contact of his palm with my bloodily bruised and cold cheek was merely enough to ignite me with a minuscule amount of energy.

"Isha...you have to come with me now. We must leave," his hoarse whisper echoed within the confined room and I shut my eyes, oddly finding comfort in his voice. "Isha...Isha you can't stay here. I...I can't bear it--I can't bear to see you like this..."

He continued to whisper sweet words and promises, but I tuned it out. I tuned it out and a faint smile painted my pale face, because the only thing that I could think of was that he was here. He was here with me. I wasn't alone--I didn't feel the dreadfully consuming fear.

"Colton...you're here..."

A reassuring squeeze wrapped my hand. "Of course love. I'll always be here."

"Hmmmm...mera hero..."

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