His Love

She hurts when it ends too soon.
   The tears are allowed to break free of their prison and flow silently down her perfect cheeks, as she waits for some miracle for a response.
  Deathly shadows extend along the walls stretching their fingers ever closer to her person. At this point, she welcomes them; bids the demonic forces to take her from this realm into the next.
    Skin suddenly presses to her back unexpectedly. An arm encompasses her body.
    The Shadows begin to retreat.
She is reminded of their love, and is no longer afraid.

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