87 On My Own.

At last all is quiet and I can once again allow my mind to wander the path of dreams in peace. It is times like this that enable me to endure the pain of each injury he must sustain, each time he is brought in near to death and each time he must again sally forth into the darkness to pay for the perceived sin of being too late.

It is times like this I can return to happier days, days of love and family closeness. Days when my beloved was whole and by my side and my children were innocent and sweet. Days which help me cope with the darkness already upon us. Days which gird me against even worst to come and which I fear I may have to face alone.

A low moan breaks into my peaceful musings and once more I am drawn back to the here and now.

"Ada?"

How it breaks my heart to hear his normally strong, musical voice reduced to such a broken whisper.

"I am here Ion nin." I answer, trying desperately to keep the fear from my own. "I will always be here for you."


A/N

I have a certain master healer and one of his twin sons in mind here but I do like leaving it for you to draw your own pictures.

As ever, thanks for reading.