You are the life that fills my lungs

Even after all of this time she was like a dream come true, his heart’s desire, and his soul mate. Nothing mattered beyond his feelings for her, and that still held true. He loved and lost and recovered, but he hadn’t really been the same without the spirit that frolicked in the grasses. Like she had never been gone nor known any greater joy than that glorious night.

Then all at once her attention was on him. Rhyme paused as she did, both transfixed by the other. His blue and lavender gaze would not be moved from her slender form. Mist swirled around their paws in the bright full moon light, Rhyme’s mind remained foggy and not completely aware, but he could focus entirely on the ghostly woman before him despite the ooze that fell from his affliction.

Shaye moved like she owned the eternal night around them, and with her Rhyme lowered himself beside her. The emotions within him overwhelming. Really his body was tiring, his strength seeping. The old man didn’t notice, there was only one sight for his tired eyes. ”And you were mine.” He mused in return, speaking the truth. He’d never loved anyone the way he loved Shaye. His head felt like it was getting heavier despite her paw at his cheek. He yearned to lie down beside her once more.