A note
A quiet beautiful note
It wakens me from my deep sleep
Shakes my dreams from me
And makes me get to my feet
I know that sound well
It is Robin
He needs me
It comes from Kirklees
The nunnery perhaps?
I run
My feet flying from the ground
Sherwood disappears
Kirklees comes
My running feet find the nunnery
Sinister in the early light
A sister opens the door
She brings me to Robin
We climb stairs
Thousands of millions of stairs
The door opens
And Robin is there
Pale
Weak
Ill
What happened to him?
The handsome man I had joked with hours ago
He sits up
Grunting with effort
Clutching his arm
I go to him
I want to hug him
Give him my strength
My power
But all I can do is keep him from falling
Is sitting so much effort now?
Why?
This cannot be true.
Robin can't die
Too much depends on him
What about Marian?
What about Sherwood?
What about me?
"Who did this to you?"
He looks sad
He points to a woman in the corner of the room
She laughs
I shall slay her
Slay her for what she did to Robin
For laughing about it
But I can't
If I leave Robin
He will fall