The mountains in the distance were illuminated by the light of the planets that graced the sky with their majesty. The velvet cloak of heaven looked down upon the scene below, as the love story of two beings came to a close; one immortal, one mortal.
Her pale skin shone even paler in the moonlight, a beautiful crystal canvas marred by the dark, bleeding wound above her fading heart. He lowered her gently to the watery ground, his arms trembling.
Pain tightened its merciless fist around his heart as he cradled her in his arms, saying nothing, listening only to the faint sound of her last breaths, afraid to speak lest they disappear.
She was being taken from him... the one living creature who understood him, who loved him. Without her, life was a dim crypt of broken dreams and haunting memories.
What injustice was in the world that she should die? The wings on his back truly belonged to her, for she was an angel, the light of his world. Her eyes fluttered closed, lips slightly parted as her breathing grew fainter and fainter.
His eyes burned as he whispered his parting words to the one true love of his life, "Do not go where I cannot follow..."
Far below the shimmering cloak of night, the heartbeats of an angel's lover fade into silence. The only sound that breaks the darkness is the tears of a broken immortal.