The big finale, with fireworks and everything. OK, maybe not fireworks. I'd have to get a fire permit for that, and well, it was just too much work, and the line was already way too long, and I'd already missed one bus, so I decided to skip the roman candles and just wow you with prose.
Part IX Promises Made
I know that you love me. I see it in you eyes when you look at me, I
feel it when you hold me. This bond is
something that cannot be broken by anything in this world, or by anything in
any other world. We will always be
together, in this life, and any that come after.
When you are beside me, I can feel my worries
melting away like snow in March. It
runs away from me in tiny rivulets, like the blood that once flowed from my
veins into the world, before you. Before you came and put my life back together, healed me. You can close a wound by touching me, erase
the pain by looking at me with your beautiful eyes.
Sometimes I wonder what I owe for you. Who do I need to pay back for the privilege
of being with you? What did I do to
deserve your love?
How can you love me? How is it that you can know everything about me, and still love
me? I have committed so many sins, so
many wrongs, I deserve nothing of this kind. But still, you speak to me, you kiss me, you hold me, you love me like I
hadn't known was possible. Especially
not for me. I deserve none of this.
I see the doubt building in your eyes. You don't think I should be with you. I know, you told me, once. You should be dancing through the trees with
silver wings between your shoulders, you said. You shouldn't be here with the demon that is me. But what can I do? Could I leave if I wanted to? Would you let me walk away?
Could I let you leave me? Gods help me, I don't know if I could. Could I just sit and watch as you turned
your back on me and walked away, your hand held tightly in another's? I don't want to think about that. Oh, God, what would I do without you?
I remember watching myself dream of you,
struggling against my own subconscious to break free of my restraints and go to
you. Were those my hallucinations or
your nightmares? Whose pain was did I
feel?
Before
you, I had an immunity built up to pain and suffering. I could walk through a battlefield and not
hear the cries of pain, not see the blood. I could open gashes in my own flesh and not feel the agony. But now all I have to do is see a homeless
man in a village, begging for a little money to pay for food for his children,
and suddenly the world is at the edge of ending. I lost all the shields I ever had.
You used to be so guarded. I could look at you and have no idea what
you were thinking. Now all I have to do
is met your eyes and I know everything about you. What happened to you? What caused this metamorphosis? What turned you from an icy cold mystery into this silvery angel?
Savior. Goddess. Fairy. Enchantress. Healer. My ruin, my
death, my downfall. My life, my love,
my birth. Beautiful and ethereal, you
complete me. Bewitching and deadly, you
are every inch a reminder of what will happen to me if I ever hurt you. I could never hurt you.
You guard my sleep like a crouching panther,
cocked and tense, ready to tear anything that dares disturb our love to
pieces. You are my armor. I need not fear when you are with me. I know that you would never let anything
happen to me. My beautiful warrior,
poised and dangerous to the outside world. Do you let your shields down for no one but me? Am I the only one who will ever see the
warmth in your eyes? Will I be the only
person on this earth who will ever know you for who you truly are?
You come to me now, your arms winding around my
neck, your lips opening under mine, your taste filling my mouth and making my
head spin.
You hold me tightly against your chest, your lips
branding my skin with your mark. Why? I know I belong only to
you…
Never leave me, angel. I'll die, I swear I will. Only you can heal me. Only you
can save me.
I'll never leave you, my silvery warrior. Who would I be without your love? How long could I survive without you?
But that doesn't matter, now. All that matters is your hands on my skin,
your mouth against mine, the love building between us, within us, around
us. And we know that it's true. We know we will leave. With every strand of being within me, I hold
you. With all I am, I love you. And I will never, ever let you go…
~Finis~
So that's it. The dramatic conclusion to the amazing fic that won me more reviews than I know how to handle, and accolades from so many terrific authors (beams happily, blinding nearby family members with the light from her wide smile). So big, huge, titanic, massive, gargantuan thank yous to everyone who reviewed this with anything positive. Bullocks to anyone who flamed me (or was planning to—don't bother, I'll just laugh). Actually, I don't think anyone did flame me…
And I am now officially taking a break from fanfiction again, concentrating on my novel (* cough * yeah * cough * right * cough *). Never fear, my friends, I have a brand new wacky story simmering in the back of my brain, featuring Professor Severus Snape and a new, crazy, bloodthirsty character of my own creation. Keep an eye out for it.