A voice would call out to him, and Kar would turn his head in the direction of the owner. Yes, he knew that voice. The moment his emerald eyes set upon her Kar would feel as though his throat had closed up. How long had it been, since he had last seen his beloved? Half a year? He knew well enough that she was dead, that she was dead and gone, but alas he could not resist the urge to rise and go to her. He was no longer thinking, but merely acting out of pure instinct and love.
Kar would wrap his neck around Nalyda’s bodice gently, breathing in her scent. Everything here seemed so... So real. Was this a dream? Was he dead? Kar almost was afraid of the next question that arose in his head. ‘Does it matter?’ Sure he would leave behind his young son and daughter, but if there was nothing one could do to change their fate...
...and would it really be so bad if he was dead? He’d be able to be with Nalyda again. Seeing her hurt his soul, but she didn’t seem unhappy. No, quite the opposite... She wore a smile upon her face. Kar would breathe in shakily, uttering but a single word.
