1. The Last Flight Chapter 19


    Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    “Who are you?” I questioned him. He didn't answer but just continued to stare motionless into the gaping abyss. “Come away from the edge, you will fall,” I called out, trying to make myself heard above the clamour coming from below. “He cannot hear you,” a man's voice said, “His time has come and gone, you cannot save him.” I looked about but could see no-one. The orange glow flickered and illuminated the nearest gravestones in an eerie light and I spotted the name on the one closest to the edge of the fissure. “Yes, that is right,” the unseen voice spoke again, “You know him. As he lived his life, so shall he be rewarded in death!” I didn't answer, couldn't answer. I was in shock and, suddenly a brighter flame flared from the opening and the man turned and stared at me. “I will be waiting, his time will come!” The words seem to appear inside my head rather than come from his mouth, which didn't move but I knew they came from him. My eyes opened in horror and I clapped my hand to my mouth as he fell backwards with a blood-curdling scream. “Noooooo...!” he cried and the scream was lost in the cacophony that rose from below before the fissure snapped closed and it was as though it had never been there. All that remained was the gravestone with the his name amongst all the other gravestones with the names I knew. I stood still, silent, staring towards were the fissure had been. I felt strange but, oddly, not afraid, I felt as though there was something I should know, something I ...
    had to do, and yet, had no clue whatsoever what it could be. I began to walk back the way I had come until I saw a low stone table, Something seemed to draw me to it. When I reached it I brushed away the dust upon its surface to reveal the name engraved thereupon but, to my surprise, it was blank! I sat upon the edge and, after a moments thought about who's name should be there and why there would be a grave which was not exactly inconspicuous, I swung my legs up then lay back against the weathered stone surface and closed my eyes. I felt as though I had been there before, in another life perhaps. I closed my eyes and crossed my arms over my breast, a hand upon each shoulder and listened as the blood flowed through my ears, pumping loudly with each and every beat of my thudding heart and all my worries and fears seemed to leave me. I felt a peace flow over me and then a warmth enveloped me as though someone was holding me, protecting me, keeping away all the bad memories of fear and loneliness. Slowly, the hard pounding rhythm began to slow and the tension I had felt drained away. I breathed out slowly and relaxed the tension now replaced with an incredible contentment. I lay still for some time, holding on to the feeling, wanting it to stay forever but, eventually I opened my eyes, expecting a bright light to be shining, as was depicted in so many accounts of death but there was no such thing, just a dim, yellow glow and I saw that I was in my bed but that feeling of warmth ...
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