Just something small to finish this off, hope you enjoyed. x
'Just stay with me.'
Those words would forever echo in his heart, and he had made a promise to keep them, to do anything she asked of him. In time they pulled one another out of the dark. Love, comfort and long fire lit evenings becoming the basis of their world, and though at first there were some frowns and renewed whispers around the town, no one could say it was anything of a surprise, and no one could find the words to say anything derogatory about their obvious love for one another.
She became everything to him, his very life, every breath that kept him standing, and she always told him the same, whispering the words between light kisses. Their life together was perfection, and he'd held her hand and kissed her brow as she bore their children, three beautiful golden haired angels, all blue eyes and infectious smiles that laughed and played with such imagination. Some days she felt a sadness that her parents would never be able to see the children, and she would lean on him as he held her lightly from behind, his arms circling her waist as they watched them play, giggles and shrieks as they climbed the tree in the garden, swinging from the ropes that dangled from the branches.
It was always a mixed sadness, knowing that had that tragedy in Italy not occurred all those years ago, he would never had gone to her, would never have sought to comfort her, and they would never have walked the path that would lead them here, to golden afternoons spent down by the river, and warm winter nights curled up by the fire.
Only one of them inherited her gift, their youngest son, but his control was weak and they had little more to worry about than the occasional trinket turning up in unexpected places. When the children were old enough, they sat them down and told them of their story, had shown them the book and watched as their finger's traced their father's name, a multitude of questions asked that they didn't hesitate to answer, and they spoke with such truth and conviction that they had no choice but to believe.
And so the years passed, slowly, surely. No more excitement, no more adventures other than the gentle ride of simply being with each other, of creating their own life, their own family, every day starting with a smile and ended with a kiss.