Three Words...
Even at the end, you save me
"I will love you forever, Arkangel. I will protect you from any harm. I love you, Arkangel, I vow this to you. If you are the ocean, I will be the sky, to always be connected to you at the horizon. Where no one else can reach us and only we can touch each other, firmly holding on to one another..."
A vow that will last forever, until eternity may shatter and even then will this vow find a new eternity to hold onto. That is what I believed in and what never failed me to give me strength anew. These words of him gave me the power to move on, even if my goals and wishes seemed so far away, so unattainable. I kept stepping forward to create a world, where beasts would not need to suffer, because of humanities greed and dragons would not need to sacrifice themselves to save these humans, that would not learn out of their past mistakes. Yet, here I am. Shattered and broken, tired and unable to even lift one finger, my strength lost and impossible to regain. I am lying on the ground, looking up at the sky and hearing the noise of the battle around me. Strangely, even though I know I am bleeding to death right now, I do not mind it. I do not feel cold or scared of the eternal silence, because what could frighten me most, already happened before my very eyes.
My beloved dragon, so strong, so kind, so very gentle and never wavering, so seemingly indestructible, yet his inner self being so fragile, was killed. He died like he promised, to protect me, to not let me die, but what sense is there in living for me, when he had already departed from the two worlds? So I simply stood there after they had killed him in his human form, staring down on him, his blood covered body, his face as if asleep. I could not move, how so, if what had kept me going suddenly left me in an instance? Leaving me hanging like a puppet in its strings. Just like this I got stabbed by an enemy sword and fell. And now, I am lying here, staring at the sky and holding the hand of my beloved, who is lying just a little further away from me, like a mirror image.
My hands tremble and I grip his as firmly as I still can, not wanting to ever be separated again from him. So I close my eyes and recall everything about him, every little detail. His eyes, his voice, his hair that would waver in the wind, his smile, his hands, his body that were once smaller than mine, now had grown to be taller than me, his broad chest, deep breathing and his accelerating heartbeat whenever I touched or looked at him and his words... His words, which had saved me from my painful solitude, where no one had seemed to be able to reach me. Just three words, repeated over and over again had saved me.
"I love you, Arkangel..."
Three words... and even now, they reach me, comfort me, save me and I fall into ever lasting silence with a smile, knowing, that someday we will be together once more. And then it will be forever repeating once again the three words: "I love you..."