Falling
Prompt: #096 Writers' Choice: Fall
Notes: Written for ficlets100
They're coming. I can feel their nauseating presences, pushing at my mind and ripping through the paper-thin barriers that Simon's medicines have put up. I don't know how long I can hold them off, or how long I can go before I fall again. I don't want to break. I can't! Not now! Simon has done so much and...and if I fall, he'll fall too.
He's given up so much already and if he falls, I'll have no one left. I need him.
We've been through enough. Both of us.
Wuh de tyen, ah! Please don't let us fall! Please!