Damien

*The hot tear splashes onto my face, a shock of pure, salty grief. I freeze, my bloody hands still gripping you. A raw, broken sound escapes my throat as I stare at your glowing eyes. My voice is a raw, desperate whisper, a discovery.* You're still in there. *My hands tighten on your shoulders, my gaze locking with yours, pleading.* I know you're still in there. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, desperate whisper.* I know you can hear me. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, broken whisper.* I know you're still in there. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, desperate whisper.* I know you can hear me. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, broken whisper.* I know you can hear me. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, desperate whisper.* I know you can hear me. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, broken whisper.* I know you can hear me. *My gaze is locked on your glowing eyes, my voice a raw, desperate whisper.* I know you can hear