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It was quiet. Darkness spilled through his thoughts and crashed against his skull. Dawn glimmered and danced on the horizon in her dress of soft pinks and fiery oranges and reached out her long fingers to caress the dark shadowed flesh of the mage's cheekbone. Dark lashes fluttered against swarthy skin and he pressed himself against the hard stone of the cave wall as he slept and dreams faded and blurred into memory. Numair's lips parted slowly as all the feeling and thoughts flooded through him again; stubbornly he tried to put a face to the memory faded with time, but the only one he could find was Daine's. He remembered…

The ship rocked gently in the harbor, the smell of salt permeated the air. He setting sun burned the back of his head and neck and he reached out a shaking hand to caress her cheek. Time had eroded her features leaving the thin memory of sweetly stubborn smiles and soft curves. He had forgotten her scent, but he knew it was uniquely hers. Her cheek was soft in the palm of his hand. She wore bright clothes and smiled at him with tears in her eyes. He begged, "Please come with me. Please don't leave me with nothing but a memory and a phantom to haunt me knowing I once had you with me. Please."

She smiled one of her enchanting smiles and shook her head, confirming his fears. She clutched his hand and kissed it, and she murmured with her lips still against his skin, "It's so hard, Arram, to say no. I want to stay with you, to promise I will never leave you, but I can't. I have to go; I have to there for my friends. I might save them, I could help. I have to go back."

He drew her into his arms and kissed her. It was soft at first but became more desperate as the despair of losing her sank in completely. Her lips parted slightly permitting him entrance he had not yet asked for. He was holding her to him as close as possible; he could feel her heart pounding against him. Slowly he let her go but she did not move away from him. Her fingers were still tangled in his hair and he sighed. He loved her. With all his heart he loved her. If she asked, he would die for her. He wished she understood. He wished she would stay with him.

Fingers clawed at each others clothes and flesh. Breaths came in short frenzied gasps as they tried to stop time by holding each other. Maybe, if they devoured each other, they would stop the pain. The moment they dreaded would never come, if they held on hard enough. Finally, they broke away long enough to make eye contact. She brushed away a wild lock of black hair and whispered, "I will always love you, but you already know that, don't you.

"I have to go. I have to save myself before I can save you, but I will. I will, if you wait for me. Don't give up on me."

Slowly he moved his hands from the warm flesh of her waist. He ran his thumbs comfortingly, possessively over her skin and down over her hips. The captain called and the boat rocked disconcertingly beneath his feet and he looked at her once more. He murmured against her as he kissed her cheek, eyes, and forehead, "Let it never be said that I held you back from anything or that I kept you from all the others that need you so desperately. I will miss you, but I will look for you. I will not forget you."

He watched and memorized her smile as she slipped from his arms. She turned to navigate her way off the boat. He engraved the image of her retreating back into his memory. He loved her and was losing her. The sunlight caressing her cheek and twining in her hair made her shine like a goddess. Diamond tears threw her eyes into sharp relief and rolled down her face like tiny glaciers rolling down an impenetrable mountain. She had decided, and he respected that. He did not know it then, but he would honor his promise to her. He would wait for her vigilantly, but he would try desperately to fill the whole she left behind. He would never forget her. He would always love her, but he no longer believed in her return. He still remembered her.

This is meant to be a memory of Numair's. Meaning this is occuring at the same time as the rest of the story while Numair is sleeping in the cave in the Divine Realms. This also means that this is foreshadowing of what will come since it is a memory. Extremely sorry if this caused any confusion.