Until The End

Thick fog covers the pavement of a winding road. The silhouette of a young man is seen from a distance – carrying the lifeless body of a young lady in his arms. The fog clears and the lad lays the lady down on the grassy knoll. Then he speaks, “Never have I seen such a beautiful sight.” A teardrop falls on his cheek and he slowly touches her cheeks with the back of his hand feeling the coldness of death on her pale skin. He gradually moves his head forward towards hers – memorizing the contours of her face – focusing on every curve and slope. His eyes stop on her lips, unexpectedly it still has the color of blood. He gently kisses her.

The wind blows and he embraces her – her black hair flowing with the wind. He shouts her name. The thunder echoes the intensity of his longing. A raindrop falls on his now tired skin.

He brushes off the dripping hair from his eyes. The body of his beloved lay still and colder because of the rain. His hands are now trembling of grief that death brought him. In his pocket he draws out the knife that took her life – he found it in a pool of blood beside her. He looks at the bloodstain on it and firmly grabs its base. And in a split second he thrusts the knife upon his beating heart. He lets out a painful cry.

A flash of light triggers memories from him.

He was waiting for her in their usual meeting place - an oak tree in the middle of a clearing. While waiting he would mouth the words that he was about to say to her, “I have loved you, am loving you and will love you for a lifetime. Will you marry me?” He repeatedly practiced these lines as if she was there in front of him. The ring that he was giving her fell from his trousers and suddenly a strong wind blew of his hat from his head. He felt a chill run through his body An hour has passed and she still wasn’t around.

Panic started to control him. He ran towads her home. Ignoring the branches that bruised him each agitated step of the way. He tripped on a rock and fell down face down. That’s when he saw her. Bathing in her own blood.

He gently lays beside her and lets out his last breath. The rain stops and the fog begins to thicken. On the grassy knoll the lifeless bodies lay.