Careless Wishes
Not Nathaniel, don't do this, not for me, NO!
Heart racing. Knees shaking. Palms clammy. Throat raw.
Shudder. Breathe.
Stay alive, not much longer – no, not without him.
Not for me!
I don't understand – how has this happened? Stop! The fire is burning and for whom?
Please, not Nathaniel, not Nathaniel, not Nathaniel –
Words not heard; warm arms and safe again. Shake and breath and Thank God –
Passion in Duncan's eyes, not fear. Not the Inferno. Only the fire.
What have I wished for?
The brave soldier is on parade – not a salute, but for her, a salvo of regret.
(A/N: Not mine, only borrowing, etc.)