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I look to the night sky for you, pray for you, wish for you.
My reply is silence. Silence, falling snow and the night stars, who shine beautiful and bright as your eyes do. Oh, how I miss them! Again I pray that one day I shall return to find my self lost in your eyes once more, as I am lost now. I may have direction and know where I'm going, but without you by my side, without your heart beating next to mine I am lost.
Gat in hand, I raise it for perhaps the last time as I hear branches crack underfoot muffled by the snow. I fell frost from the trees fall, damn this cursed forest!
Before I switch off I see him! I see his carbine. He sees me. Without thinking, without mercy, cold as the air around me, hard as the ice coating the trees. I let off two short bursts. Slumping to the snow white forest floor now stained with a gruesomely pretty red I walk over the body with my icicle heart to finish what I had been ordered to do.His face bloodied and paler than the snow, His fist clenched? Grenade! I fire my M4 once more, but before I take what little man is left and splatter it against the snow and ice, I hear a whisper "Beck..." Then it fades with the life of the young corpse in front of me. His fist un-clenches. No grenade? A picture? Of a beautiful young girl, no older than you my dearest. Beck! Beautiful young beck, Does she know his gone? can she feel her lover as I feel you every-time I close my eyes? I don't know, but I believe so.
A tear runs down my face, a tear from the melting ice block of a heart I once had. How cruel this world can be. I dig a hole in the dirt and snow, a shallow grave, an icy prison, for this young man. For Beck.
Straightening my self up I walk on. I will hold you delicate frame to me. Stroke your smooth raven hair. Kiss your soft lips and, feel your heart beat once again.
When the moon is full I promise you my love I will lay my gat down to rust. We shall be together again, Forever and always.
The mission: Escape this frozen winter wasteland. Return to you!
How: Survive
- Title: The Last Winter
- Artist: ShadowTPR
- Description: Just something random I decided to write last time I was away at base. I was missing my girl and (insert curse word(s) here) gets boring out in the oh-so-fantastic wilderness! I also want to know what people think of it?
- Date: 01/22/2011
- Tags: winter last girl story forest
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