ARIA OF NIGHTINGALES
Prologue:
You must live! Return to me safely… I'll be waiting…
I'm sorry… That might be a promise I cannot keep… We both know that.
No! You've got to live… Live… Don't leave me…please…
The touch of those hands softly caressing her cheeks can still be felt; as though it was only yesterday they parted through the narrow broken-down door she has been staring at since dawn. Few streaks of pink and gold can be seen breaking through thin wisps of grey clouds in the dark sky. Not few of these streaks making attempts in blemishing the broken wooden floor, leaving tinges of pink and gold dancing on the wooden panel of the floor. The girl continued to stare at the opened door. Soon the streets will be filled with people.
Listen, when I leave, you must leave, find yourself a safe place. I'm not too sure the Orden will let go of me that easily. Not Dietrich. If he finds you, he will have you killed.
But…
No buts. It's an order, Terran.
Terran. That was what he usually calls her. A human. A presence he despised. A presence despised by the Methuselahs. The vampires. But still…
Aria…
Aria…
Leave me. And go.
A drop of tear fell from her eyes, streaking her dust and soil-ridden face. She thought she had been prepared for this. She thought her mind was made up the moment she decided to follow her heart. Follow the man she loves.
Nothing could come out of this, Terran. Nothing good.
Her face was streaked with a few more strands of tears. Even if those words were true… He held her. He… loved her. And now, his presence will no longer linger around her. Not ever.