The light beckoned her forward with out-stretched arms full of love. Still, she looked back to the dark who stood still behind her. It didn't reach or even beg for her. There was no anger, resentment, or denial of the situation before them. She ran her fingers through her hair, the sky blue glimmering from the light glow to her right. Soft hues of holy light shadowed her as she looked back into the abyss. He stood somewhere deep inside, waiting for her to go with agonizing breathes. Without a glance behind her, she stepped back into his stiff arms, not expecting her embrace.
My light comes from the love you fill my heart, not from some otherworldly source that must replenish it ever so often. I'm going to stand by you, until the end of my days.
