Immortal Soldier

Immortal Soldier

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WpMetadataReadConcluída sáb, jun 19, 2021<5 mins
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I gazed down at my best friend, blood staining his shirt and my hands, his wound seeping into my lap as I held him there desperately one last time. "Please, let me do this," I begged him. He shook his head wordlessly, and I knew from times before that he would rather die than live forever, he would rather be at peace than watch the world move past him. I watched as he brought his dirty, blood-stained hand shakily up to my face, and closed my eyes as he wiped away the one stray tear that had escaped through the corner of my eye and began sliding down my cheek. "Promise me..." he trailed off and swallowed thickly before continuing quietly, "Promise you won't forget me." He shivered slightly in my arms, and I ignored as another tear fell and he didn't have enough energy to reach up again. "I will never, ever forget you, Mikey," I responded, and grinned slightly at the sweet half-smile that overcame his face at the nickname before continuing, "I will live to see the day the sun explodes, and as the planet slowly goes into a panic, the only thing I'll be thinking about is you." A look of disbelief came over his face, and I brushed his sandy hair out of it as the look disappeared. Two more tears fell, one landing heavily on his hand as it grasped mine helplessly. "Goodbye, Sabien. I love you, brother," he breathed out, and I could see it on his face that he couldn't hold on for much longer. "I love you too, Mikey," I told him, and for the last time, I stroked his cheek and pulled him up, closer to my chest, closer to me. He looked at me sadly, and I gave him an encouraging nod and offered up a sad smile as the tears started to flow faster, and I could feel the sobs threatening to escape at the top of my throat. I touched my nose to the top of his forehead and I felt him squeeze my hand for the last time before sighing heavily, and his body went limp in my arms.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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