• 'Yes, I trust you, my love. How could you ever doubt that?'

    As the final sun beats down upon us, the light of death embraces the worlds and the hope, so distracting, is destroyed in a second that lasts a life-time. The black sands of time that litter the worlds are blown away.

    The final sun has risen, and fallen into the seas. As the stars rain down from their heavenly graves, we must weep for all that was, and for what must be...

    The light of death then enters your eyes and I see the future, what little there is of it for us. I grip your hand and pray to all the elements that this is not the end, that we will live...

    I feel something creeping up my spine, through the six power points, and up, up into my heart and mind, stopping both instantly.

    My time has come, as I knew it would...

    And so we lie here, next to each other, hands entwined, while everything that ever was, is or could have been, a fleeting glance, a lovers kiss, a sweet embrace, a denied wish... is blown away...