Not A Second

[Ricky 321]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CqczZE0S-Tc

He looks into her eyes, years have passed and there they are, bright as sapphires and staring at him in all their beauty. The room his calm, birds chirp outside and rays of sunlight sneak through the drapes revealing another day in Holm; not care in the world and paradise enough for him.
 
“Time is running out Rickard…”
 
He looks from her eyes to her soft pale lips his attention returning to ‘reality’ “What sorry, I was miles away.” He smiles as she does a sly grin.
 
“I said do you think of me?” She walks her index and middle finger up his outer arm shifting in the bed.
 
Rickard sits up stretching, Aegle gives a yawn rolling over in the bed as Rickard stands walking over to the water barrel. “What? When at work?”  He grabs two cups filling then with water and turns towards her “Not a second is wasted on anything else.” Aegle throws the pillow at him lightly as he walks back, he smiles as it hits his leg and puts down the two cups on the table to the side. “I don’t mock… I mean it, as much as I love cutting wood and being abused by the lads you are all I think about. Coming home to you is the best part of my day.”
 
She does a mock yawn sitting up “You’re so boring when you try to be romantic.”
 
“If you didn’t like it you would not be in my house and carrying my child” he grins
 
“Poor me!” she sticks out her bottom lip making him laugh. “When do your brother and farther get back?” she inquires looking over to the family portrait on the wall.
 
"David and my farther are not back for a month, just some ceremony or something in Hanseti, they are not gone that long usually. Apparently Blackmont are giving them problems but I’m sure it will be nothing.” He smiles as the light in the room fades and so do the details aside from Aegle. Blood begins to trickle from her neck and arms and she looks at him. Tears fall from his eyes and half his vision disappears as he ages.
 
“I said do you think of me?”
 
He falls through what is left of the floor and hits his bedroll, he looks about the forest not a soul in sight. Tinder’s settle in the fire pit and he looks into the fading light shaking his head.He thinks of all he has done, Furnestock, Oren, the Clerical reformation.
 
“Not a Second, every second.”
 
He packs up his things and proceeds on to his destination.

[Mephistophelian 977]

((I have nothing to post in RP as a reply, but I would like to note that your writing is very nice. Tugged at something, and I think the choice of music went well, despite the obvious fact you googled 'emotional music', ya sly fox XD. Regardless, it was a good read. Now for the obligatory RP post.))

 

"Eeetz emmmmptiii, eeesnat eet?"

 

Lorien turns his attention to the source of the voice, a slow nod being his only response.

 

"Hee wahz riight, yew knowww... Eet wahz alllwaaess emmmtii...."

[Heero 4092]

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