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Walking methodically, his calculating mind ran cool with the confidence that only came with the certainty of a mission.
He prowled like a lion on the hunt, searching for his target and filled with the knowledge that this mission would soon be complete.
Stalking through the halls, the weight in his hand only added to the inklings of burden now encroaching into his heart.
He found her standing along the railing, overlooking the world below. Her skirt moved with the wind and her hair fluttered around her as if alive.
The clouds had overtaken the sky, obscuring the sun and casting her in shadows.
The wind increased in strength as the droplets began to fall...yet she did not move.
His feet carried him forward as if he were not in control.
Within arms reach now, she was so close he could feel the heat emanating off her body.
Her skin resembled porcelain, and one errant thought escaped the steel trap of his consciousness...how would she feel beneath him?
He was already lost in the thought when her scent found him. Her perfume was like a pure promise evoking emotions that crashed into him like a tidal wave.
In that moment, the golden angel turned toward him, her ocean orbs seeking all the answers she dared not speak.
But taking one look into his Prussian eyes, she found his truth.
In his momentary lapse of control, his wayward question stumbled upon the answer, as he now found her within his arms...unable to deny the feeling of silk beneath his fingers.
She was warm and soft and nearly weightless.
With her scent now surrounding him, he was certain that her bouquet would haunt him for the rest of his days.
He wanted to whisper words of comfort and tell her that it was all over now, yet his voice betrayed him.
Instead, he relied on the one method that had never failed him.
Where normally the unmistakable sound of catastrophe would reign, now only a whisper was heard through the silencer of his gun.
She fell limp within his hold, bearing witnessing as her eyes grew wide and her lips formed words that found no voice.
He held her as the crimson life force fled her body, staining her vestal skin and mingling with the falling rain.
With her voice stolen, her eyes searched his and he was shocked and frightened to find only forgiveness.
He clung to her as her last fleeting moments of life ebbed away, transfixed as the spark slowly died within her eyes.
He couldn't control the raw emotions that now coursed through him, all he could do now was follow them.
Gently raising her, he lightly pressed his lips to her now lifeless ones as he whispered..."I love you".
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