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Author- Ditzy Spacecadets
E-mail- crankylanky@yahoo.com.au
Characters- Harry, Ginny, Draco, Hermione, Voldemort and Ron.
Summary- The Final Battle between Voldemort and the Wizarding World. Told as a First Person Point of View through the eyes of Virginia Weasley.
A/N- As always a must say a special thanx to my greatly appreciated beta, Meghan. Thanx Bud!
VIRGINIA'S END-
I looked at the plans Dumbledore held in his hand without Interest. I'd already seen how the day would end. Seen it so clearly that I, amongst others, knew that it could not be changed, that this was the way it had to be.
I'd talked to Dumbledore the night before. I'd asked him and begged him and pleaded with him that he would make Harry stay here, away from the fighting. I understand now that Harry can't stay away forever, and when he fights he will die and they'll win. I wish my fate was as simple as his. I wish.... but what is the point in wishing. I must accept what is to come.
My lack of sleep from the night before catches up with me. I rest my head on Harry's shoulder. I save up all my memories of Harry because soon that is all I will have. His hood is pulled down over his face, though I know what'll he look like. He'll be looking down at me and looking worried.
My eyes meet with Dumbledore's, and in his I see aceptance of what is to come, of death. He understood to well what I had told him the night before. He had prepared himself to meet doom and laugh in its face, I only wish I can find the same courage.
Harry tries to unclench my crossed arms. I smile and I close my eyes and let Dumbledore's words drift over me. I don't need to listen. I know what I must do and how it will all end. I nod my head in the appropriate place and pretend to pay attention.
My eyes and attention wonder. I look around the room and see Hermione and Ron holding each other. They are both shivering slightly. I wish they could keep that, the whole being together thing. I remember Hermione saying she wanted to have kids oneday when we were still at Hogwarts. If I believed I could change this destiny I would pray more than I ever have before. I hoped that I was wrong, that they would keep this.
Dumbledore finishes talking. "Be prepared to lose loved ones and Virginia if you see Voldemort... Run." I whimper slightly and clutch at Harry's shirt. Again he tells me that to run if I see Voldemort. I can see in his eyes he knows this won't change a thing. I know it too.
I doubt he knows that I know as much as I do. I am aware that by the end of the day the Death Eaters will win, Harry will be dead and I will be the Dark Lords wife. He doesn't know that I know the last two bits although I think he suspects.
He stands up to leave. His last pitying glance is not to Ron and Hermione, the pair that are still shaking in fear, unwilling to accept fate, but to Harry and I. He leaves the tent slowly. His old age is catching up to him. Harry doesn't notice. He's still the same Dumbledore to Harry.
Harry stands and pulls me to my feet. We walk outside. I can't stand being strong anymore. I lean heavily on him. Hoping that, just for once, someone else will be strong for me.
Harry looks down at me. I can see the fear and worry in his eyes. He can't think of what to say. Eventually it comes out. "Gin, are you okay?"
I look at him and fight back the tears. I want to tell him that this is our last day. I want to tell him of what is to come but I musn't. It must unfold as it wills. "No, not really. I can't believe it's come to this. I'm 19 and I probably won't survive the day," is all that I can think to say.
He looks down at me. His eyes are so full of worry.
I lose the fight with the tears and cry into his cloak.
Harry's hand comes up and slowly strokes my hair. He always did this when I cried. Always.
I sniff a final time. I can't do this. Not today. Not to Harry. "Harry, I think I'll go say bye to some people," I say quietly. I don't think there is anyone left to say bye to though.
Harry nods and I turn and leave. I needed to get out. I walk slowly to Seamus's grave. I sit down slowly. One year ago he had been with us. Six months ago he'd been with us. Two weeks ago he'd been with us. I shake my head. I feel my eyes burning with unshed tears. I let them flow now when no-one can see them. This would be Harry soon.
I sit there silently. Not thinking. Not worrying for a while. I don't know how long I sit. Suddenly I need to see Harry.
I turn back to the general direction I came from. Harry isn't where I left him. He's probably in the tent.
I walk in slowly. Apprehensive of what I will find.
Ron and Harry are all standing there with their backs to me. Hermione is sitting but I think I'm just behind her periphreal vision.
I can't stand watching anymore. I walk up to Harry and wrap my arms around his waist.
He looks goes rigid for an instant before he puts his arms around my shoulders. He looks down at me and I can see he is frightened. "Gin, where were you? I was so worried."
I lean against his chest. I think Hermione and Ron went off to find some private time for themselves. I look up at Harry and smile. The fear and worry I see in his eyes is not for himself but for me. For about the twelth time that day I find myself fighting tears. I can feel a single tear escape.
He doesn't even know that he won't be here by the end of the day. He doesn't even think to worry and be fearful for himself.
He rubs his hand across my cheek. Wiping away the tear. "Come on, Ginny, don't cry." His voice is just as emotion filled as mine.
I shake away the tears. I look up at him. His green eyes are so sincere, so innocent. I can't lie. "It's just that... Harry stay here. Voldemort wants you dead. Stay here please... You'll be safer,"
"Shh, Gin. It'll all be okay. I survived last time didn't I?" he said jokingly.
This does it. I can't hold back the tears. I cry into his sweater. I know that I am most likely embarressing him.
"Ginny, please stop crying it'll all be okay. Stop crying, please. It's going to start soon and I want you to be safe."
I wipe my eyes. I have to do this, for Harry. I try to smile.
For an instant he tightens his grip on my shoulders. I can feel his love in that grip. I can also sense that he is nervous about something.
I can see that something important is going to happen. Harry hadn't been nervous since the first time he asked me out.
"Ginny, I was going to ask you this after, but, things might change today so," he paused as he pulled a diamond ring from his pocket, "Virginia Bernadette Weasley will you marry me if we survive?"
I can't believe he finally asked! I smile. Finally a reason to smile. "Of course, Harry. I love you. You know that don't you?"
"Of course I do. And Ginny," he paused. He couldn't find the word. He's still nervous.
I looked at Harry questionly, searching his eyes, "What Harry?" I'm not sure if I want to hear what's coming.
"I love you too," He said so quietly that only I could hear before he leaned forward to kiss me. He pulled me closer and we stopped only to breathe.
Someone coughed a while later. We stopped kissing and turned to see who was watching us.
Hermione eyes went to my hand. I guess the gleam on my finger caught her eyes. "So you too finally made it formal. It's about time too," Hermione said trying to make light instead of thinking of there awaiting deaths.
"Hey, Gin, you should really appreciate the ring. Harry dragged me and Herm through hundreds of jewelery stores before he found 'the one'," Ron said laughing.
I smile at Ron and Hermione. "We better get ready if we want to survive today," I said keeping my voice devoid of emotion.
Harry swepted me off my feet and carried me towards the Command Tent. I heard a War Horn blow not far away and leaned forward to kiss Harry for the final time.
Harry grabbed me by the hand and dragged me towards our brooms. I feel as if I'm going to have to giggle.
My firebolt 4000 is gleaming in the sun. My family would never have been able to afford it.
A get on it slowly. For an instant I wonder what the point in all this is. Why am I bothering if the end is going to be the same? But then Harry smiles and I remember why.
We launch up into the air. I try to get as high as I can above the fighting.
It's horrible. Death Eaters and Wizards are falling to their feet. Green light is flashing every where. I see one of ours burning to death.
"Vatal," I mutter and he finds himself wet but alive. He smiles at me and gives me a quick wave of his wand. Suddenly he is hit with a green light and he crumples to the ground. I know my face is wet with tears.
Something silvery catches my eyes. I look up to see Draco Malfoy flying lazily around the sky. He smiles at me. I'm sure he knows who I am.
He smirks, "Crucio."
The pain is beyond screaming. I cannot put the pain into words. Rational thought ceases to exist. My entire body rebels begging for salvation. I would do anything to make it stop! My entire body tenses then relaxes.
It stops.
I can feel myself falling. I think I've fallen off my broom. My hood falls back. So this is how it's going to end.
Draco's face is masked by fear for an instant. He turns and he dives after me.
He pulls up suddenly and I land in Harry's arms. I am safe for the moment.
Harry slowly lands. Careful not to hurt me. He is always careful not to hurt me.
He drops his broom and carries me in his arms like a child. I know that it will all end soon. For him at least.
He looks down at me and smiles. He can't see it, can't see how its all going to end.
He kicks open a tent flap and places me gently down on the ground. He stands up for a second and looks around the tent.
I fight off a giggle. We were in our tent. I didn'y want it to happen here.
Harry comes back over to me. He has a canteen in his hand. He tries to get me to drink it.
I can't. I won't.
"I love you, Harry," I say before it is to late.
He looks down at me and smiles. "Yes, Virginia, I know that and I love you too, Ginny."
I close my eyes and for that instant I can see it. A better future. A differnt one.
I look at Harry and smile.
"Gin? Ginny? Are you okay?" he asks. He looks very tired.
I smile. I can stop this. Stop the death and the evil. "Harry, where's my wand?"
Harry starts emptying out his pockets trying to find it. He pulls it out of his sweater pocket. I can't help but smile. Even at a time like this he kept it near his heart for me.
I try to sit up. Harry has to help me.
I spin my wand playfully around in my fingers. "Please run, Harry," i say quietly.
"What, Gin?" Harry asks in confusion.
"Harry run now. You can saze the Wizards," I couldn't say save me. It wasn't true. He couldn't really save them either but I wanted to be alone to do what needs to be done.
Harry shakes his head angrily. "I am not leaving you by yourself to face him."
I fight back a sarcastic smile. I won't be with him, or any other, is more to the point. "Harry, run now!"
"I am not going to leave you behind, Gin."
I should be very angry at him but I'm not. I had really hoped he would leave but I could still do it with him here.
I turned my wand on myself, "Avada ked..."
Harry knocks my wand out of my hand. "Do not even think about it, Gin. There is always hope."
The moment is passed. Hope is obselete, no more. I can sense him coming. It's intoxicating. I can feel him bloking all my senses. Making me useless.
He's at the door. I'm fearful.
"D....Dra....Draco.." I stutter.
Harry looks me in the eyes and see's the fear there. I think he senses it is time too. He turns his wand towards the door.
Draco stands there. "leave her out of this, Malfoy.
Draco laughed. "Don't worry, Potter. I won't kill her. I can think of other things she is useful for," Draco smiled maliciousely.
I reach along the floor trying to find my wand. I can't work out where Harry knocked it to.
"Watch this, Weasley," he said as he aimed his wand at Harry, "Crucio."
Harry looks at me. His face is contorted in pain. I can feel it. "Gin-get-out," he muttered.
Draco's eyes light up like some satanic demon. "You know as well as me, Potter, that I won't let that happen." He turns his wand on me and laughs maliciousley, "Imperio."
I can't move. I can't stop him. I can't help, Harry. I can feel pain but at the same time I can't. I look at Harry.
Harry stood up. He raises his wand again.
He mutters something but before he can finish Draco is on him again, "Crucio."
Harry screams. The scream of a Banshee. The scream of a Vampyre as you drive a stake through its heart. Harry collapses to the ground.
I wish I could scream out, tell him to run.
Harry stands up and turns to Draco. He staggers.
"Crucio."
I scream out with my mind, "HARRY!!!!!"
Harry crumples to the ground. He looks at me. "I love you, Ginny," he said weakly.
"Imperio."
Harry is immobile like me.
I like at Draco pleading with him to let Harry go free.
Draco looks at me and smiles. "What's wrong little Weasley? Afraid you might die? Or more worried that Perfect Potter here won't be able to save you?"
My eyes dart to Harry. I put all my love. Everything I have goes to Harry in that instant.
Draco can see it. I can feel his anger seething into my back.
"Crucio."
The pain is more than pain. I would scream and never stop if I could. Not even Draco deserves this. I wish I was dead. I wish it would stop. Every part of my feels assulted. I can't do anything. Every part of my body screams for Salvation. It stops.
Draco smirks at Harry, "So, Potter, I quess I win?"
He looks at me and smirks, "Morsmorde."
I close my eyes. It's over. He comes.
Lucius goes over to Draco and fawns over him but he does no such thing. He comes straight to me.
I look around the room. Please someone come and save Harry. Harry shouldn't die like this.
He says things. I don't listen. I look at Harry. i put everything I have and ever will have in to that look. Harry see's that. Harry's look is one of love and pity. Harry knows my fate. I can hid it from him no longer.
He turns to Harry. "Avada Kedavra."
Harry screams. He breaks free of the Imperio Curse and for an instant he writhes in pain.
I cry a single tear.
He turns to me. What he says is unimportant.
I know it is time for me to meet THE END.
Tabitha Werder-Bigham
Author- Ditzy Spacecadets
E-mail- crankylanky@yahoo.com.au
Characters- Harry, Ginny, Draco, Hermione, Voldemort and Ron.
Summary- The Final Battle between Voldemort and the Wizarding World. Told as a First Person Point of View through the eyes of Virginia Weasley.
A/N- As always a must say a special thanx to my greatly appreciated beta, Meghan. Thanx Bud!
VIRGINIA'S END-
I looked at the plans Dumbledore held in his hand without Interest. I'd already seen how the day would end. Seen it so clearly that I, amongst others, knew that it could not be changed, that this was the way it had to be.
I'd talked to Dumbledore the night before. I'd asked him and begged him and pleaded with him that he would make Harry stay here, away from the fighting. I understand now that Harry can't stay away forever, and when he fights he will die and they'll win. I wish my fate was as simple as his. I wish.... but what is the point in wishing. I must accept what is to come.
My lack of sleep from the night before catches up with me. I rest my head on Harry's shoulder. I save up all my memories of Harry because soon that is all I will have. His hood is pulled down over his face, though I know what'll he look like. He'll be looking down at me and looking worried.
My eyes meet with Dumbledore's, and in his I see aceptance of what is to come, of death. He understood to well what I had told him the night before. He had prepared himself to meet doom and laugh in its face, I only wish I can find the same courage.
Harry tries to unclench my crossed arms. I smile and I close my eyes and let Dumbledore's words drift over me. I don't need to listen. I know what I must do and how it will all end. I nod my head in the appropriate place and pretend to pay attention.
My eyes and attention wonder. I look around the room and see Hermione and Ron holding each other. They are both shivering slightly. I wish they could keep that, the whole being together thing. I remember Hermione saying she wanted to have kids oneday when we were still at Hogwarts. If I believed I could change this destiny I would pray more than I ever have before. I hoped that I was wrong, that they would keep this.
Dumbledore finishes talking. "Be prepared to lose loved ones and Virginia if you see Voldemort... Run." I whimper slightly and clutch at Harry's shirt. Again he tells me that to run if I see Voldemort. I can see in his eyes he knows this won't change a thing. I know it too.
I doubt he knows that I know as much as I do. I am aware that by the end of the day the Death Eaters will win, Harry will be dead and I will be the Dark Lords wife. He doesn't know that I know the last two bits although I think he suspects.
He stands up to leave. His last pitying glance is not to Ron and Hermione, the pair that are still shaking in fear, unwilling to accept fate, but to Harry and I. He leaves the tent slowly. His old age is catching up to him. Harry doesn't notice. He's still the same Dumbledore to Harry.
Harry stands and pulls me to my feet. We walk outside. I can't stand being strong anymore. I lean heavily on him. Hoping that, just for once, someone else will be strong for me.
Harry looks down at me. I can see the fear and worry in his eyes. He can't think of what to say. Eventually it comes out. "Gin, are you okay?"
I look at him and fight back the tears. I want to tell him that this is our last day. I want to tell him of what is to come but I musn't. It must unfold as it wills. "No, not really. I can't believe it's come to this. I'm 19 and I probably won't survive the day," is all that I can think to say.
He looks down at me. His eyes are so full of worry.
I lose the fight with the tears and cry into his cloak.
Harry's hand comes up and slowly strokes my hair. He always did this when I cried. Always.
I sniff a final time. I can't do this. Not today. Not to Harry. "Harry, I think I'll go say bye to some people," I say quietly. I don't think there is anyone left to say bye to though.
Harry nods and I turn and leave. I needed to get out. I walk slowly to Seamus's grave. I sit down slowly. One year ago he had been with us. Six months ago he'd been with us. Two weeks ago he'd been with us. I shake my head. I feel my eyes burning with unshed tears. I let them flow now when no-one can see them. This would be Harry soon.
I sit there silently. Not thinking. Not worrying for a while. I don't know how long I sit. Suddenly I need to see Harry.
I turn back to the general direction I came from. Harry isn't where I left him. He's probably in the tent.
I walk in slowly. Apprehensive of what I will find.
Ron and Harry are all standing there with their backs to me. Hermione is sitting but I think I'm just behind her periphreal vision.
I can't stand watching anymore. I walk up to Harry and wrap my arms around his waist.
He looks goes rigid for an instant before he puts his arms around my shoulders. He looks down at me and I can see he is frightened. "Gin, where were you? I was so worried."
I lean against his chest. I think Hermione and Ron went off to find some private time for themselves. I look up at Harry and smile. The fear and worry I see in his eyes is not for himself but for me. For about the twelth time that day I find myself fighting tears. I can feel a single tear escape.
He doesn't even know that he won't be here by the end of the day. He doesn't even think to worry and be fearful for himself.
He rubs his hand across my cheek. Wiping away the tear. "Come on, Ginny, don't cry." His voice is just as emotion filled as mine.
I shake away the tears. I look up at him. His green eyes are so sincere, so innocent. I can't lie. "It's just that... Harry stay here. Voldemort wants you dead. Stay here please... You'll be safer,"
"Shh, Gin. It'll all be okay. I survived last time didn't I?" he said jokingly.
This does it. I can't hold back the tears. I cry into his sweater. I know that I am most likely embarressing him.
"Ginny, please stop crying it'll all be okay. Stop crying, please. It's going to start soon and I want you to be safe."
I wipe my eyes. I have to do this, for Harry. I try to smile.
For an instant he tightens his grip on my shoulders. I can feel his love in that grip. I can also sense that he is nervous about something.
I can see that something important is going to happen. Harry hadn't been nervous since the first time he asked me out.
"Ginny, I was going to ask you this after, but, things might change today so," he paused as he pulled a diamond ring from his pocket, "Virginia Bernadette Weasley will you marry me if we survive?"
I can't believe he finally asked! I smile. Finally a reason to smile. "Of course, Harry. I love you. You know that don't you?"
"Of course I do. And Ginny," he paused. He couldn't find the word. He's still nervous.
I looked at Harry questionly, searching his eyes, "What Harry?" I'm not sure if I want to hear what's coming.
"I love you too," He said so quietly that only I could hear before he leaned forward to kiss me. He pulled me closer and we stopped only to breathe.
Someone coughed a while later. We stopped kissing and turned to see who was watching us.
Hermione eyes went to my hand. I guess the gleam on my finger caught her eyes. "So you too finally made it formal. It's about time too," Hermione said trying to make light instead of thinking of there awaiting deaths.
"Hey, Gin, you should really appreciate the ring. Harry dragged me and Herm through hundreds of jewelery stores before he found 'the one'," Ron said laughing.
I smile at Ron and Hermione. "We better get ready if we want to survive today," I said keeping my voice devoid of emotion.
Harry swepted me off my feet and carried me towards the Command Tent. I heard a War Horn blow not far away and leaned forward to kiss Harry for the final time.
Harry grabbed me by the hand and dragged me towards our brooms. I feel as if I'm going to have to giggle.
My firebolt 4000 is gleaming in the sun. My family would never have been able to afford it.
A get on it slowly. For an instant I wonder what the point in all this is. Why am I bothering if the end is going to be the same? But then Harry smiles and I remember why.
We launch up into the air. I try to get as high as I can above the fighting.
It's horrible. Death Eaters and Wizards are falling to their feet. Green light is flashing every where. I see one of ours burning to death.
"Vatal," I mutter and he finds himself wet but alive. He smiles at me and gives me a quick wave of his wand. Suddenly he is hit with a green light and he crumples to the ground. I know my face is wet with tears.
Something silvery catches my eyes. I look up to see Draco Malfoy flying lazily around the sky. He smiles at me. I'm sure he knows who I am.
He smirks, "Crucio."
The pain is beyond screaming. I cannot put the pain into words. Rational thought ceases to exist. My entire body rebels begging for salvation. I would do anything to make it stop! My entire body tenses then relaxes.
It stops.
I can feel myself falling. I think I've fallen off my broom. My hood falls back. So this is how it's going to end.
Draco's face is masked by fear for an instant. He turns and he dives after me.
He pulls up suddenly and I land in Harry's arms. I am safe for the moment.
Harry slowly lands. Careful not to hurt me. He is always careful not to hurt me.
He drops his broom and carries me in his arms like a child. I know that it will all end soon. For him at least.
He looks down at me and smiles. He can't see it, can't see how its all going to end.
He kicks open a tent flap and places me gently down on the ground. He stands up for a second and looks around the tent.
I fight off a giggle. We were in our tent. I didn'y want it to happen here.
Harry comes back over to me. He has a canteen in his hand. He tries to get me to drink it.
I can't. I won't.
"I love you, Harry," I say before it is to late.
He looks down at me and smiles. "Yes, Virginia, I know that and I love you too, Ginny."
I close my eyes and for that instant I can see it. A better future. A differnt one.
I look at Harry and smile.
"Gin? Ginny? Are you okay?" he asks. He looks very tired.
I smile. I can stop this. Stop the death and the evil. "Harry, where's my wand?"
Harry starts emptying out his pockets trying to find it. He pulls it out of his sweater pocket. I can't help but smile. Even at a time like this he kept it near his heart for me.
I try to sit up. Harry has to help me.
I spin my wand playfully around in my fingers. "Please run, Harry," i say quietly.
"What, Gin?" Harry asks in confusion.
"Harry run now. You can saze the Wizards," I couldn't say save me. It wasn't true. He couldn't really save them either but I wanted to be alone to do what needs to be done.
Harry shakes his head angrily. "I am not leaving you by yourself to face him."
I fight back a sarcastic smile. I won't be with him, or any other, is more to the point. "Harry, run now!"
"I am not going to leave you behind, Gin."
I should be very angry at him but I'm not. I had really hoped he would leave but I could still do it with him here.
I turned my wand on myself, "Avada ked..."
Harry knocks my wand out of my hand. "Do not even think about it, Gin. There is always hope."
The moment is passed. Hope is obselete, no more. I can sense him coming. It's intoxicating. I can feel him bloking all my senses. Making me useless.
He's at the door. I'm fearful.
"D....Dra....Draco.." I stutter.
Harry looks me in the eyes and see's the fear there. I think he senses it is time too. He turns his wand towards the door.
Draco stands there. "leave her out of this, Malfoy.
Draco laughed. "Don't worry, Potter. I won't kill her. I can think of other things she is useful for," Draco smiled maliciousely.
I reach along the floor trying to find my wand. I can't work out where Harry knocked it to.
"Watch this, Weasley," he said as he aimed his wand at Harry, "Crucio."
Harry looks at me. His face is contorted in pain. I can feel it. "Gin-get-out," he muttered.
Draco's eyes light up like some satanic demon. "You know as well as me, Potter, that I won't let that happen." He turns his wand on me and laughs maliciousley, "Imperio."
I can't move. I can't stop him. I can't help, Harry. I can feel pain but at the same time I can't. I look at Harry.
Harry stood up. He raises his wand again.
He mutters something but before he can finish Draco is on him again, "Crucio."
Harry screams. The scream of a Banshee. The scream of a Vampyre as you drive a stake through its heart. Harry collapses to the ground.
I wish I could scream out, tell him to run.
Harry stands up and turns to Draco. He staggers.
"Crucio."
I scream out with my mind, "HARRY!!!!!"
Harry crumples to the ground. He looks at me. "I love you, Ginny," he said weakly.
"Imperio."
Harry is immobile like me.
I like at Draco pleading with him to let Harry go free.
Draco looks at me and smiles. "What's wrong little Weasley? Afraid you might die? Or more worried that Perfect Potter here won't be able to save you?"
My eyes dart to Harry. I put all my love. Everything I have goes to Harry in that instant.
Draco can see it. I can feel his anger seething into my back.
"Crucio."
The pain is more than pain. I would scream and never stop if I could. Not even Draco deserves this. I wish I was dead. I wish it would stop. Every part of my feels assulted. I can't do anything. Every part of my body screams for Salvation. It stops.
Draco smirks at Harry, "So, Potter, I quess I win?"
He looks at me and smirks, "Morsmorde."
I close my eyes. It's over. He comes.
Lucius goes over to Draco and fawns over him but he does no such thing. He comes straight to me.
I look around the room. Please someone come and save Harry. Harry shouldn't die like this.
He says things. I don't listen. I look at Harry. i put everything I have and ever will have in to that look. Harry see's that. Harry's look is one of love and pity. Harry knows my fate. I can hid it from him no longer.
He turns to Harry. "Avada Kedavra."
Harry screams. He breaks free of the Imperio Curse and for an instant he writhes in pain.
I cry a single tear.
He turns to me. What he says is unimportant.
I know it is time for me to meet THE END.
Tabitha Werder-Bigham