A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
12-25-2018, 12:50 AM
There wasn’t a single cloud in the skies that night, Félicien noticed. He took in a slow breath, crisp fall air entering his lungs. Here in the North things were colder… but that wasn’t such a bad thing, really. The cold, feeling in general, reminded the man that he was alive. Sure he had regrets, who didn’t? But he was still alive. There was a chance to look forward to the future… however much of one he had left. Féli wasn’t scared of death… but he did wonder what it might be like when he died. Was there another realm to go to? Would he simply fade away? He supposed it didn’t matter. It wasn’t like he had often allowed such thoughts into his head anyway.
He was searching for somewhere that might prove more sheltered from the elements when he stumbled across the ship. After finding himself in a room, and discovering the bed and blankets, Féli had made himself comfortable. But as he lay there on the bed he could see the twinkling of the stars on that clear night. It was almost like they were wishing him peace… and well, the man did feel a certain calm about his heart. Maybe, he thought, the next year would be better. He was sure he didn’t have much time left in this world… but he wasn’t going to squander it. He had to make his last bit of life worth something.
It was time to get active once more and blow the dust off.
He wasn’t through yet. |