Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Even after you're gone

Nathan heard the morning larks begin to sing, It's six a.m. It felt a million miles away from where he's been.

He took his sword out from its scabbard to check the edge. He may not be so paranoid to sleep in his armor but he also was not so foolish to not sleep with his sword in a vampire den. Despite the undead touch on everything they actually lived in a fair amount of style and luxury. There were satin curtains hanging from the marble archway over the large window. It had a comfortable bed a small table and well stocked with human food. He had his eggs and pancakes too. Even maple syrup, everything but her.

She would come every day in the early evening when the evening was cool. He would always smell her first. Her smell still hung in the air from last nights visit. It was a cool honey and lavender smell which made him feel warm comfortable and truly happy.

He broke the yokes and thinking of her smell made a happy face. I kinda like it in this brand new place. When they would talk he found it hard not to be entranced by her voice and lulled into her spell. He wiped the spots of the mirror he used to remind him she was a vampire. He checked the lock and made sure it was still sound. Don't leave the key in the door. The urge to do so and allow her free entrance into the room pulled on him. He wanted her to come back to be with her to look upon her.

Because the dream lasts for so long even after she was gone. He could see in how she looked on him that she loved him. And soon she would see he was meant for her and she was meant for him.

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Lana was left strolling the streets of Oa. Kaeden had told her that her neurotic pacing and screaming at them for not working fast enough was not helping. They all practically kicked her out and forbid her from returning. They said she needed to take a day and calm down. What was she suppose to do. Nathan was in the den of the harpy and they were all content to sit around and think about where he was. They should be doing something. She was not sure what but she was sure there had to be something Kaeden could do that he was not.

She placed in her hair the ivory comb Nathan had given her and went for a walk. She ate and ordered a drink they had shipped in from the Dwarven mountians-- Coffee, but it didn't want to talk.

Oa was becoming an international center with rumors and news abounding. To clear her mind she picked up a news bulletin, it was more mad news. Looks like all over the world more hearts had been broken and more people being used. Then it started raining. She pulled up her cloak and went into one of Oa's theater houses and saw a show. She hoped it would take her mind of things but it just wasn't the same. Because rather it was happy or sad, she clutched the comb tight in her hands, It made me miss you oh so bad. Because Dreams last for so long, even after your gone. I know you love me. And I hope soon you will see I was meant for you and you were meant for me. She sat the comb down on her night stand and allowed herself one tear.

It was late into the night now, he thought she would let the human sleep. He did not know what she wanted. It seemed like more than just one of her conquests. She laughed at his council and seemed even flustered around him. It had been a long time since she was so happy. Perhaps she would use him to free her from Darkness, or perhaps she would do what Darkness ordered her to and turn him then have him kill Lana. Darkness's will did not matter to him, but he did hope she followed it, it would be much easier to protect her if she did.

He went about his normal business as they talked, patrolling and ensuring she was safe. It was his jump and he was fine with that. Besides, he did not even know what he would tell her if he could. Nathan was laughing at some comment she made. She then said she was cold despite the fire and Nathan offered his coat and even put his arm around her as if to shelter her.

It was the same old story, he did not have much to say, Hearts are broken everyday.

At long last the night came to an end and she left him. He led her to her coffin and opened it even helped her inside. It was like electricity pulsing through him when she touched him, if he received nothing else that was payment in full for the day of service. "I'll extinguish the lamps, I know you hate it when I leave the light on." He closed her coffin savoring the last moment that her beauty fed his eyes.

He took a deep breath and a good look around. Tightening the latches on his armor he climbed into his bed half alive but with out her mostly dead. He tried to tell himself it would be all right. I just shouldn't think anymore tonight. He sat up and look longingly as her coffin and remembered those 6000 thousand years ago when she looked on him the way she looked upon the captured paladin. He knew he could have that again. The dream had lasted so long even after she cast him away. I know you love me, and soon you will see, you were meant for me. And I was meant for you.

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Tatyana did not sleep, her excitement over meeting Nathan and basking in his goodness enlarged her heart and soul. When she was sure Tyros would be sleeping she opened her coffin and glided through the fortress to Nathan's room. She had tried to come before with out being under the watchful eye of Tyros but Nathan always had his door locked. She could have broken through but then she would surely be discovered and while Darkness wanted Nathan broken he was not willing to share her to do it. The man was a monster and did not love her. He only kept her because she was useful and more than that because other's wanted her.

She tried to handle and found the door unlocked. Curiously she pushed into the room and found the key had been left in the lock. Maybe he forgot? She floated to where he slept and stroking his hair she began to sing,

You were meant for me and I was meant for you.


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