Under Shadow
Black wings flapping against black sky. Roar of wind. A foul stench.
My body numb, my limbs too light or too heavy.
Heart suspended, trying to beat.
A grey, terrified face looking up from the ground. My hand reaching down–-did I move it? Did my own voice shout encouragement?
Coldness, like drowning in dark water.
Then...
A shaft of pure light, like a star, like the chime of a silver bell. White hair swirls around a blazing face, fierce, beloved. I had thought never to see him again.
And the black wings retreat, my heart beats, and I breathe.