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The room is in near darkness now, lit only by a
faint firelight. The flames are dying – no! I will not use
that word! – yet you remain pale and unmoving, your only colour a faint
flush of fever.
It seems I have been at your side for an eternity,
holding you, calling you. I talk incessantly, until I weary of my
own voice, offering you an anchor, something to cling to when you
finally cease your desperate wanderings in nightmare. I try to
follow you, to show you the path of return, but you are lost to
me, lost in darkness. I cannot find you.
Please, my brother, hear my voice. Come back
to me, to all of us, wake from your dreams of darkness and return to
the light. Where are you? What evil thoughts haunt your
dreams? Why do you not wake?
My fear grows that you are lost to us, and I fear
for the future. I do not think I could continue alone, without
you at my side, for we have been together all our lives – yet I know
our parents could not endure a double loss.
I love you, El. Please do not leave me.
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