Drabble 3: Evening Falls (Enya)
Evening was falling… but then again, wasn't it always falling in this world of shadows and mist… this world of dreams… was he dreaming? For a moment, he thought he could remember another time and place… warmth and someone to hold him, someplace that felt like home… but like everything else, this feeling could not stay…
It was too far away…
A familiar shadow danced before him… but though he reached for it, he could not follow it to where it led…
Wandering… forever wandering… lost, but searching never the less for memories left behind… memories to lead him back to wherever he once was… was he ever anywhere else?
No… those few moments he could remember… the feel of the other standing beside him, protecting him, holding him… the cool stare and powerful bow… the sacrifices made…
He had to believe in them… he had to believe in their reality…
He had to believe in him…
He would find a way to him, even into this world of dreams, no matter how far away…
