-1Encircled in a ring of snow, I clutched her hand as she held mine. Her hands were deathly cold. But I still felt warmth. The soft silver glow bestowed upon her by the moon illuminated her beauty. As I stared into her eyes, her deep beautiful eyes, I saw they were anything but dead. They were livelier than any other breathing mortal could manage.
How could I have ever thought of leaving this creature? I give my dues to fear and cowardness. But she still loved me. Losing all formalities, I moved to embrace her as she rested her head upon my chest. We stood there, upon the bridge of our first encounter, where she had finally found me through our chase.
This was where I belong. Not among the living. Not among the dead. But within her arms. In the distance, I heard the shouting of a mob, ready to rip and tear me to pieces for abandoning the other woman. For her.
For a brief moment, I prayed internally for sympathy. Understand that although she is biologically dead...but she is still human nonetheless. Love knows no bounds, but I no longer care now. The gods could do me no more pleasure than to have given me this one moment to revel in the presence of my lovely Emily.
From what I've learned in this short time span, you never truly go to sleep once you are dead. I broke my hold to look back upon Emily once more, and to glance down at the icy cold river for which I intended to engulf myself within. With one last look, we nodded. Just as the mob was in eyeshot, Emily and I shut our eyes, held on for dear death, and plunged headfirst into the river below. My beloved Emily and I.