The darkest clouds in the universe are closing the sky, in a preview of an endless night. He shivers and stretches his arms at my direction. He is so tired and lonely. His breath come in cut gasps, it is the golden weight lying on his breast. Itís killing him! It can not be! I can not allow it!
I stead my own hands and close them on his shoulders, bringing him to me, to nest his head on my chest, to involve his light body in the circle of my arms.
eyelids shut heavily. My fingers cross his delicate, too pale features. I
whisper a prayer to whatever deity available to listen to me: ďDonít let him
be parted from me. Donít let me be parted from him.Ē
can not shed anymore tears, my body is dry, exhausted, powerless it seems.
Nonetheless, I find an inner strength, a fire within that spreads through my
limbs, infusing me with odd confidence.
tighten my embrace around my only love, certain that I shall not let him down.
Brushing my thirsty lips on his cold forehead, as softly as I can so I wonít
wake him up, I vainly hope that sunny and blessed dreams will grace his sleep.
me, I will keep my vigil.
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