• Tears streaming down my face; I hold her tightly in my arms, as the very essences of her life spills through my hands and on to the ground. I look down at her; my vivid angel; whose laughter and smiles made my life worth living, now lies splayed on the floor speechlessly weeping from the burning pain that has consumed her body.

    There's a phase of momentary silence as I survey the tragic surroundings...

    A moon, red with anger, bleeds it's luminous rays to an earth engulfed in flames. The heinous light refracts off a river of blood newly formed by the slain victims of the red star's power.

    A slight tug on my sleeve, and I look down. I touch her face, gaze in her tear filled eyes; they tell me she wants to be saved, they tell me she's afraid to die, but alas her life is quickly fleeing from her and is something I can not restore; to once where I could do anything, now I am useless. I gather her in my arms and carry her under a burning tree, where together we sit and spend our last moments watching the beautiful red moon do away with the life on this world.

    ...Left untouched and unscathed, once one among many...Now I am only one.

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