Stormwind tears around the pair in a sadistically small cyclone, made up of searing hot atmosphere and acidy rain. The plains are expansive. The plains are dark, and cold, and lonely. He can’t see; the light’s left this place, to be with him.
She shivers and shakes in His arms,’ I knew you were trouble,’ she chokes out, thumping him on the chest in frustration.
He grits his teeth against the idea, ‘I would burn it all down; if you would be Queen of the Ashes...’
She looks up, startled.
He looks down into her StarStream eyes and kisses her; brilliantly uplifting light explodes out of the two, stopping the tornado dead and clearing the path ahead – if there had been one to begin with...
He scowls at the horizon, ‘get on my back,’ He says definitively.
‘What?’ she winces, turning frantically from side to side,’ why? What’s there??’
He looks back into her; ‘Do you trust me...?’
‘...what?!’
‘Do you trust me?
She thinks – really thinks...’Yes.’ she agrees after what seems like nevermore.
He turns and kneels down, holding his arms back, ‘hop on!’ He says, turning back with that Peter Pan smile.
The anxiety falls away with a look into those carelessly haunted eyes and she does as he asks
He turns on his axis 180 degrees; and their off.
Not 200 yards into motion and a small, hard object comes whizzing past His face, so fast that the air around it is enough to cut his cheek.
A bang is heard in the far off distance, followed by a noise not unlike a swarm of motivated Hornets.
‘Hold on!’ He shouts to the precious treasure on his back, who wraps Her arms around his neck like an Anaconda, burrowing her face into his red hair to hide.
A wall of the miniature objects come flying towards them; He takes a deep breath, let’s Himself enter the Flow State and moves through the pellets one after the other until they’ve completely cleared the barrage.
‘What happened?!’ She screams, lifting her head up against the g-force of the run.
‘Just close your eyes and count to sixty!’ He yells back.
A frown covers His features as the ground starts to quake...suddenly sending a gargantuan Barrier of earth to stop them. He runs faster and faster, until he’s sure that he can clear it. He comes to the face of the monolith, slamming a determined foot in the first of it, turning them both upwards and sent their joint momentum rocketing against the force of Gravity.
...
......
.........They make it.
The view is spectacular: golden ambiance floods the abyss beyond this threshold, with a skyline carrying the promise of everything and nothing; all the things that are beautiful...in this world, in the next world, in your heart and mine; all the things that are beautiful; all the things that are Fine.
- But the Wall is still dark, cold and windy;
...
......
.........so He jumps, with her held tight and plummets to a new tomorrow; out of the Endless Night and into the Windless Light.
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