Tears bit into her cheeks painful as acid burns, she was being exhumed from within, she sank to the ground; wanted to sink six feet further to be with him; forever in death as they were supposed to be in life.
For nine months she had raged, hoped, fought, tried every spell she could find, created new ones when the old had failed, offered blood, life and bone but Adam had died a slow lingering death the cancer devouring him from within, until he was a husk of the man he once was.
The official service had ended hours past, the mourners gradually, anxiously abandoning her, the circle slowly fading away to partners and children, until only Diana remained; quietly contained grief locked in ice and star shine. Severed silver had left them here alone; frayed and broken ends of what once was.