It is an ultimatum he doesn't want to acknowledge, but one he knows is true. He has spent years meditating over it, but has yet to find a logical solution to his problem. It is when he begins to see the small wisps of gray infiltrate her usually chestnut hair that he realizes there is no solution. She will grow older, while he will age gracefully. She will most probably live to her mid-eighties; he will end somewhere in the two hundreds. She will be long dead before his clan will even induct him as an elder. It is those facts that force his heart to wrench with a pain he has never experienced. And it is those facts that force him to crave each moment he has with her, before whatever unjust God that lives above them rips her from his life forever.
This one was kinda depressing, but I like how it turned out. On a brighter note, we're almost to the end of the alphabet! Anyone have any good ideas for X? You'd be extremely helpful if you did. *smiles sheepishly* Review and enjoy!