*I hate that the last note of this song is clipped off, but what can you do. Such a sadly beautiful song too.
*INSERT STANDARD DISCLAIMER* I know nada, feel nada and own nada.
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Protect Life – The Fifth Element Soundtrack / Eric Serra (Greagoir/Wynne)
Greagoir was tired; exhausted in a way that ran through his bones and into his very soul.
The armor he had worn like a second skin for over thirty years felt strangely claustrophobic, as if it was trying to swallow him.
As it had his life.
Their lives.
"It won't be long now. She is…" Irving's knowing glance was sympathetic. "I will leave you two alone."
The faint sounds of the First Enchanter's departure barely registered in Greagoir's ears.
As if in a dream, he saw his hand reach up and push open the oaken door.
The quiet hush in the room sounded loud in his head, making him strangely afraid to cross the threshold. As if entering the room would make everything real.
She looked so small. Fragile. Nothing like she had when she went off to defeat the Archdemon.
While he stayed at the Tower.
Greagoir moved closer, each step weighing heavier than the last.
Her hand felt like a broken wing under his tentative touch.
"I'm sorry..." the words felt so small and inadequate for the wealth of regret that tried to drown him.
His whisper opened her pale blue eyes, a soft smile flickering across her lips.
"I missed you..."
He leaned forward suddenly, catching her mouth in a kiss a lifetime overdue and a lifetime too late.
A kiss from a time before he was sealed in armor and oaths.
Behind his closed eyes she was wild, her wicked grin for him alone in the secret shadows of the Tower; her hair burning gold in candlelight as it trailed across his pillow...
So many years he had spent not allowing himself to look at her, not letting his ears follow the singsong of her voice, not feeling his heart clench as she cried for their son.
He couldn't bear to look away from her now.
He couldn't imagine not hearing her speak.
He couldn't stop the screaming of his heart.