Disclaimer: Don't own the Matthew Swift series, never will. I'm not that awesome.
Worked from the prompt "Separating them was the only choice."
He closed his eyes; albino blue.
The darkness a hopeful release,
No such thing.
Life fading fast.
Pain, excruciating.
Rhythm slipping.
It was burning before he arrived.
They closed their eyes; albino blue.
No-sight, no-sense, no-release.
Craving the lines.
Life fading fast.
Pain, excruciating.
Fire? What's that?
It was burning before they arrived.
Told him he's faced worse.
Walk in the park,
Doo-lally-happy and the Sound of Music.
Liars, all of them.
Sorcerers be damned.
Surprised it took this long.
Fire without smoke; no warning at all.
They scrabbled for a hold,
Blood slipping through their fingers.
Whispers at one corner,
Dual crosses in blood at the other.
Half of a whole?
More than a cliche.
Fire and fury; normally their trade.
Told him they were on his side.
Lies, all of it.
Betray the Mayor, neccissary.
Cut off from the other half.
Maybe they should give up,
Give in...he questioned the fight.
Burned away with fire of red.
No fire in their eyes now,
No blood left to burn.
Physicality not what it was.
Just energy now;
That won't last.
Just sparks dulling out in the night.
They finally see the human fear of finality.