*~Lyra~*
Pan and I decided we needed to go to the Botanic Gardens one last time. It feels like a part of us resides there. We both feel we need to let that part go before we do this.
I wipe my eyes, which are beginning to fill with tears as we reach the gate. My vision is blurred, but I know the way but heart now. "Lyra.." Pantalaimon starts gently. "We don't have to do this. We don't have to do any of this." I pick him up and hold him tightly.
"No, Pan. We do have to. You and I both know we can't keep going on like this. We have no reason to live anymore, so why even try? Nothing can make us feel better, Pan. It had to be this way, and I guess it has to end this way.." I say and I sit down on the bench. The bench Will and I vowed to return to every Midsummer's day. I feel Pan sigh against me and I hold back another wave of tears.
I can't help but wonder, does it really have to be this way? I close my eyes and listen to the world around me, wishing Will's strong arms were holding me close to him.
,.Will.,
I woke up a few minutes ago. Kirjava and I were laying in the middle of the Botanic Gardens. But there's no time to wonder about an explanation. Because I can see Lyra's golden hair. She's sitting on a bench..about 100 meters away from me. I take a deep breath and wonder about making a dramatic entrance...No, and it's comfirmed by Kirjava's wise words.
"They need us right now. There's no time for any games." She's right and we make our way towards the bench Lyra is sitting on. She has her back to me and it looks like she might be asleep. If she is, I'll wait. But as soon as I'm fairly close, I hear her soft, gentle voice talking quietly to something I can't see. Most likely Pan. I shiver at the sound of that voice. I've longed to hear it for years. But I gather myself because it sounds like she is starting to cry. "Lyra.." I say gently as Kirjava and I slowly cross to the front of the bench.
And then I can see her face. Her bitter, tear stained face. I feel like my heart is going to melt. She looks at me with a perplexed expression and quickly rubs her eyes. "Who are-no..is it? Is it you?" She asks, as Pantalaimon leaps from her arms and runs to Kirjava. "Lyra! Yes, it's me! Lyra!" I say and run to her. And then she's in my arms. She's shivering, though it must be 85 degrees out. I can hear muffled sobs coming from her and she has her face burried in my chest. All I can do is stroke her hair and tell her everything is going to be okay.
She doesn't even ask how, nor do I try to explain. We're just so caught up in the moment. I look down at Kirjava and She is playfully rolling around with Pantalaimon. I breathe in the scent of Lyra and smile. "Will.." she starts, and I know what question will follow. I don't want to tell her how I only have a week with her, so I stop her.
"Shh..don't ask why or how. Just know I'm here." I say and lift her face up slowly. Her deep blue eyes are gleaming with tears, and I suspect my eyes are doing just the same. I stroke her cheek and more tears fall. I slowly brush them away and lean in for a kiss. I close my eyes and it happens so slowly. But as our lips are about to meet, she pulls out of my arms and steps back a few feet. Pan does the same to Kirjava and joins Lyra. And she looks so sad just then. I walk over to her slowly and pull her into another embrace, holding her so close, our hearts beat wildly against each other. She has her head on my shoulder and I feel wet tears falling on me.
"Will..Will! I was...I mean..Me and Pan..We was..Oh, Will!" She cries and I gently kiss her cheek.
"I know, Lyra," I say as my tears start coming out more rapidly. "I know..."
Pan and I decided we needed to go to the Botanic Gardens one last time. It feels like a part of us resides there. We both feel we need to let that part go before we do this.
I wipe my eyes, which are beginning to fill with tears as we reach the gate. My vision is blurred, but I know the way but heart now. "Lyra.." Pantalaimon starts gently. "We don't have to do this. We don't have to do any of this." I pick him up and hold him tightly.
"No, Pan. We do have to. You and I both know we can't keep going on like this. We have no reason to live anymore, so why even try? Nothing can make us feel better, Pan. It had to be this way, and I guess it has to end this way.." I say and I sit down on the bench. The bench Will and I vowed to return to every Midsummer's day. I feel Pan sigh against me and I hold back another wave of tears.
I can't help but wonder, does it really have to be this way? I close my eyes and listen to the world around me, wishing Will's strong arms were holding me close to him.
,.Will.,
I woke up a few minutes ago. Kirjava and I were laying in the middle of the Botanic Gardens. But there's no time to wonder about an explanation. Because I can see Lyra's golden hair. She's sitting on a bench..about 100 meters away from me. I take a deep breath and wonder about making a dramatic entrance...No, and it's comfirmed by Kirjava's wise words.
"They need us right now. There's no time for any games." She's right and we make our way towards the bench Lyra is sitting on. She has her back to me and it looks like she might be asleep. If she is, I'll wait. But as soon as I'm fairly close, I hear her soft, gentle voice talking quietly to something I can't see. Most likely Pan. I shiver at the sound of that voice. I've longed to hear it for years. But I gather myself because it sounds like she is starting to cry. "Lyra.." I say gently as Kirjava and I slowly cross to the front of the bench.
And then I can see her face. Her bitter, tear stained face. I feel like my heart is going to melt. She looks at me with a perplexed expression and quickly rubs her eyes. "Who are-no..is it? Is it you?" She asks, as Pantalaimon leaps from her arms and runs to Kirjava. "Lyra! Yes, it's me! Lyra!" I say and run to her. And then she's in my arms. She's shivering, though it must be 85 degrees out. I can hear muffled sobs coming from her and she has her face burried in my chest. All I can do is stroke her hair and tell her everything is going to be okay.
She doesn't even ask how, nor do I try to explain. We're just so caught up in the moment. I look down at Kirjava and She is playfully rolling around with Pantalaimon. I breathe in the scent of Lyra and smile. "Will.." she starts, and I know what question will follow. I don't want to tell her how I only have a week with her, so I stop her.
"Shh..don't ask why or how. Just know I'm here." I say and lift her face up slowly. Her deep blue eyes are gleaming with tears, and I suspect my eyes are doing just the same. I stroke her cheek and more tears fall. I slowly brush them away and lean in for a kiss. I close my eyes and it happens so slowly. But as our lips are about to meet, she pulls out of my arms and steps back a few feet. Pan does the same to Kirjava and joins Lyra. And she looks so sad just then. I walk over to her slowly and pull her into another embrace, holding her so close, our hearts beat wildly against each other. She has her head on my shoulder and I feel wet tears falling on me.
"Will..Will! I was...I mean..Me and Pan..We was..Oh, Will!" She cries and I gently kiss her cheek.
"I know, Lyra," I say as my tears start coming out more rapidly. "I know..."