His scent is that of deep earth. Of cave water filled moss. He takes all the pain away. How many lifetimes have I been chained with her...yearning to return to him...just like I was promised. To be in his arms once more, and not be torn from him. I yearn for his scent to fill me once again, to be the only thing in my mind. I yearn to feel his arms, holding tight, just as they use to. I yearn to feel the safety of his presence and touch. My only love. She may love many, but I only love one. One is taken from me by cruel fate. One who is punished for being with me. For loving me.

"Take from me what you can my love. For I will not be the same when we next meet."

His words are full of truth and they shake me to my core. I know what will happen, but I request he tell me. He will be made to forget this stolen night......and me. Sorrow sweeps through me, causing my core to ache. After all these life times, of the yearning for him...I have found him...only for him to be pulled so cruelly from me. I give him the gift I meant to give him the day of our parting. Half a finding stone. One that will always pull to my half, so we may always find each other. I watch as he pulls a necklace off to lay around my neck. A piece of him to remain with me. I hole on to him...my few stolen moments with my love...slipping away....I fight the sleep he requests of me. I know that the moment it comes, he will be taken. But laying in his embrace again...the feelings of relaxed safety...feelings that have been denied so long fill me. I grip to him, keeping the height of my sorrow within, not wanting him to feel worse than he does. It is not his fault. His arms tighten, already being pulled away.

I watch as his form begins to fade. I clutch him, trying to keep him here, but we both know it's in vain. He whispers words of love and comfort in my ear. Promises of the day we are together again. Yet he continues to fade, but his cloak remains, wrapped around me as if he still remained fully. "I love you for all eternity...my glory star." his last words echo within me, and as his cloak falls around me, it is all I can do not to cry out to all the worlds of my pain, sorrow, and loss. Instead I cling to the cloak that clings back and draws myself into the barrier. Curling I wrap his cloak tighter around me. His scent embedded so deeply that it is wrapped around me, calming my sadness enough that I keep my tears within. I close my eyes, and pretend it is the old day. that he is here and holding me close as we stare to the sky. I could feel his claws stroke my head, sliding through my hair. I could hear his words caressing my ear.

"You are as beautiful as the night. My glory star..."

I could feel his lips upon mine, and I curl tighter under his cloak finally welcoming the blissful lull of sleep.