Weaver of Shadows

“Yes?”

@Ookla the Believer self proclaimed not-a-nerd

Suddenly, Daniel felt a feeling of peace. “It’s going to be fine,” he said, and he believed it. Everything was right. He stopped shaking and sat up straight, wrapping his arms around Julie.

His shaking slowly slowed. “You can’t even imagine, if anything were to happen to you…”

“Yeah, yeah, only once. Yeah, that’s right, I don’t know for sure what it means.”

“…yeah. Stay away from anywhere cold, please.” his voice shook as he continued to tremble.

“I didn’t die in this one. You did.”

He just trembled in her arms for minutes. “No, I’m not ok,” he said eventually.

Suddenly, everything disappeared. “Not now,” Daniel said. But there was no stopping the vision now. Snow began falling, slowly at first, then faster until it was blinding. He was cold, but not as cold as he should have been. “Come on, get on with it, just let me die already.” ”Help, someone, please, help me! Daniel, come help me? Where are you?” He heard in Julie’s voice. Oh no no no no no no no, this couldn’t be happening. “I’m here, I’m coming!” he yelled as loud as he could. He began to run towards her voice, but then it came from behind him. “Daniel, please, why did you leave me, I need you!” “I would never leave you,” he yelled, spinning and running the other direction. He wandered for a long time, hearing her voice from all directions. Then it weakened, then stopped altogether. He found her then, lying in the snow, face blue. ”Nononono, no no no, please no, not again!” he yelled. Then the vision ended. Julie can see this all, but it’s in a shadowy form.

He leaned against her in turn, resting his head on hers.

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“Ok. But really, I don’t mean just for now, you can always tell me anything.”

“…ok. You know you can tell me sitting, right? I’m here for you.”

“What?”

“Oh, well this is nice,” he said, pulling her a little closer.

“I don’t think you are. And if you are then I’m a whole lot worse.”

“Anything as long as you’re by my side.”

“What do we do now?”

He clung to her, like a man holding onto a lifeline, the only thing keeping him from sinking. Eventually, he let go of her. ”Thank you,” he said in a hoarse whisper.

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He sank into the embrace, letting it envelop him and take away the rest of the world. A silent tear streaking down his face. He didn’t trust himself to speak.

“It is fine, I’m still here, aren’t I? And…stay with me. Please, at least a little longer, be here with me.”

“It’s fine. I deal with it. Well, I usually do.”