Amon, post-Factory. 150 words.
Just to Live
It would have been enough, Amon thought, just to live with her, to just live with her.
He hadn't expected to survive the destruction of Factory, but he had, and now he lived. Amazingly, he was still whole, and healthy, and alive.
And Robin?
It would have been enough.
Although he wasn't certain she could die, he was equally uncertain that she could have lived.
Just to live with her…
Robin had left no remains behind, not that that said anything. Her story was not yet complete. He had a feeling, though, that wrapped around him and froze his heart until it could barely move, that her story with him was over.
Just to live…
Amon never was the type to scream. He wasn't the type to cry, or make a dramatic statement, so he didn't let himself or others kill him, and he didn't die.
But it was close.
.: finis :.
.: and my new center now is gone :.