038: twilight

Hearts were beating as one, as the pounding resonated through thin bones and onto each other's chest. Outside, in the endless dark, countless unknown assailants awaited the pair, the glint of a fang or soulless eye peering through the cracks in the walls. Breathlessly, the two refugees tightly pressed against each other, trying to stay under the candle's flickering light in the waxy nub's final moments. Soon, the light of morning would come, yet within those weathered walls there was no chance of surviving beyond the scant remnants of the wick.

The flickering light vanished.

Without tears, they kissed farewell.