Without You - Chapter 3: Firefly

Night falls

And thoughts of you

Race through my head

Your icy breath

Licks my skin

You are close now

Even in this impaired state

The smell of your cologne

Draws me out

From shadows
Deep within

The days following The Decree

The land scorched over

Evenings frosted

To such extremes

Nothing could live

In between

Except the undead

And Redeemed

Though I know

It is not possible

No way

You could have survived

I am certain

You are with me

Your memory

Cannot be washed away

So easily

Before I ask

For a sign

I see you

Flittering

Before me

A firefly

Threading

The deepest shades of night

I take you

Into my trembling hand

Gazing through

Your emerald shine

The stain of the holocaust

Or beauty untainted

No longer meant

For this primitive shell

You spring from my hand

Painting the sky

In glowing strands

For a moment

I catch my name

Leiland

Could it really be?

For I am she

Come

It etches the word

Across my heart

And then scurries off

A few short breaths

Is all I need

To follow you

Wherever it may lead