Ashlock is dead
Proxy is blue
I don't own this
For god's sake don't sue
When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You're caught in a one way street
With the monsters in your head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel you can't face the day
Richard had just told Shalimar that he loved her and Shalimar felt awful. Was she cold? Did she not care? What was wrong with her? She looked away from his ardent eyes and tried to think. Could she tell him that she loved him? No, she didn't think she could, because Shalimar no longer felt that strongly.
When did that change? She asked herself, or did I really ever feel that way? She thought to herself as she continued to cry. Stealing a glance at Adam she saw that he, too, was crying. Adam was crying for her, because she was in pain. Would Richard cry that way for me? Shalimar wondered.
Weather the dying man would or not, they could never know, and to Shalimar's distress she almost didn't care. It mattered to her that Adam did, though. It mattered a lot. When I first met him I knew I could never leave him, yet today I nearly did. My feral side is growing stronger. I can't let it separate us- ever. Shalimar thought vehemently.
Shalimar watched Richard's eyes close a final time and pain washed over her as she realized that he was dead. Richard was dead, and though she felt sorrow, she was glad that this man (who had nearly taken her away from Adam) was dead. Shalimar couldn't tell at that moment if she would ever be able to come to terms with that.