There She was; just standing there.
She and I had always lingered there. From when the sun set until it rose once more, we could see it all from our mountaintop peak. Here, between the endless depths and the unreachable skies, we shared our first kiss; in euphoria.
The air so thin it would – as the wind passed – carry your worries and fears away; as if lifting the burdens of life directly from our minds with each stroke of that gentle breeze. This snow-powdered peak; where footprints of other lovers with hearts like us sat. Where such lovers would come to share their affections and their first kisses. But, there was no love like our love. Shutting out the world each time our eyes met. Each embrace, a last goodbye…There was no love like our love.
By far the highest mountain close to our hometown, we would come here through the bramble-filled forests. Though the path was long and treacherous, it was always worth the bruises, the cuts to our legs and arms and the tears in our clothing if not to share but a moment with her there. Nothing ever hindered us as we journeyed to our mountaintop.
She would always wear the most beautiful countenance when she looked at me, with eyes that peered into my very soul. A most heart-stopping brightness of aqua blue, her eyes held the perfect balance of compassion and fire that, rather than battle one another, swirled in synchronous harmony.
Keeping me ever at arm’s reach, she was forever dressed in her limitless collection of frilly dresses that were limited only by the colours of snow white and pink lace. I never forgot; how, rather than the dress imbuing her with radiant beauty, she would magically enliven any drapery that enclosed her pale skin.
The embodiment of a human Nephilim, her subtle blonde hair would lay so softly upon her shoulders as though, it too, was in awe of her delicacy like I. Her lips, – the sweetest splendour I have ever have the honour to taste – it is her lips that grant roses their crimson apparel. It is her lips that released shaped breaths that held the structure of three words. The only three words that have ever held any truth in this world.
It was on a day, like any other, that I journeyed to our mountaintop alone. Cutting limb, cloth and face in my rush through that impeding mass of bramble and tree. Never had I been as fleet of foot that day as I was then, nor shall I ever be again. Receiving a cut above my left eye, I remember the blood submerging my vision in red; painting the snow in a light I had never thought to see. No matter, pain nor dismemberment nor death would stop me on that day.
Blood-covered by the time I reached our mountaintop, I underestimated how deep my wounds were, as I limped weak and feeble. It was in this fleshy shell that I was forced to watch my darling stand with shaking feet upon the edge of the peak. My breath had left me and my nose was clogged with stray tears. Though few human words left my lips that day, inside, my entire being screamed, cried, shouted and crumbled. Life as I knew it and loved it was coming to an end.
As her feet leant to and fro unbalanced, she hesitantly looked back at me, with a tears streaming from her eyes; though no sound did she make. Her eyes, – ever the brightest blue – were now drowning, unsated by what this world had to offer. Calling out my name to come to her, her hands trembled and reached out for mine…as she slipped.
Throwing out the breath I could, I bellowed an inaudible sound that shook the birds from the branches. A sound that was heard clearly by all that ever loved.
I, now hopeless, now drowning in my own tears and blood, crawled my way to that peak.
Looking down into that depths I saw her. In spite and with every ounce of anger that had ever existed within me, I cast my eyes to the heaven screaming with everything I had.
How the angels upon their cloud pedestals had simply watched as she fell…I couldn’t bear it.
Looking down upon my love again, no longer with tears, but with an untameable longing, I buried my nails into the snow as I lifted up my corpse to its feet. Taking one last look at the heavens, I returned my eyes then only to her, and into her…I fell.
No demon below would dare to take her from me, nor angel venture to catch me now.
Between worlds, upon the rocky shoal of the sea.
That is where you will find us.
In Death, as we were in Life.