winter's chilly breeze was felt with power over her tiny body barely covered by a tattered coat, he summoned his waning strength to move forward.
was aware that it was completely crazy what he was doing. Have left the warmth of your home that stormy night to go into the open. And yet, could not avoid, the need to escape was so urgent that the mere idea of you ignore his call was painful. It was more distressing than the sharp pressure in the chest that felt as he wandered aimlessly.
"; Back to me. Come back, I need you "
The prayer turned to speak up strongly in his mind. That beloved voice. Hasten his footsteps in the snow. He needed her ... she should go, he needed. The cool breeze gave way to a small blizzard, snow, began to collide with his body, soaking his few warm clothes. But that did not matter, nothing mattered to her.
hug was tighter, fought the elements to continue advancing through the darkness, stumbled and fell countless times in as many and even as & amp; iacute; kept walking. That tightness in the chest became more powerful, more painful. It is full of powerlessness to discover that even though no llegaríaa run time. He needed her and she, she was so weak, unable to fight the snow ... How could then save him from his inner demons? How could save herself from yours?
Too weak, too stupid, too fragile. It was useless. The tears were close to their eyes and they were frozen in a painful way.
'back to me. Come back, I need you "
snow fell again in his knees, exhausted and powerless. The air coming out of his lungs was a visible haze in the air. It hurt her heart, she felt trapped by invisible arms that suffocated. She was alone. Alone in the snow, cold, dark night that winter. And llegaríaa save.
cover was left by the falling snow, beaten, impotence moaned at being unable to stand again. He sticked his hard chest as if in that way could stop the pain lacerante which was installed on it. Pain. Pain. Suffering, distress ...
let time become irrelevant, while everything was getting dark. And had no strength, his eyelids were slowly declining. Going to die. I was sure it was going to die and could not rescue him. I could not save him, could not be saved. Both were lost.
'back to me. Come back, I need you "
- Sorry ...
- said in a faint whisper and off. CHT MLXC
His brown eyes were closed forever as the snow continued to fall in that vast darkness.
'back to me. Come back, I need you "
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