'...they looked back... afraid that Burkom would be faster and take them back. But Burkom did not have the youth anymore to be able to keep up and was getting smaller and smaller. Still he dragged her forward, holding her arm. His heart lifted, for just a few yards to go and they'll be free! Straining to get to that moment even earlier, he was not able to dodge the arrow, sent without doubt by a cursed servant of Burkom who did not know what consequences he was creating. He heard her scream and felt her pain, linked in mind as they were. He knew she would not live. Not caring he could still be hit too, he took her to the ground and softly laid her on his lap, caressing her warm body. 'We're together...still...'
Samantha Hosea ~ June 2nd 2002
Broken Wings, broken dreams, broken hearts. The light in his life has been extinguished forever.