The Angel and A Soul
Much older.
The voice in her head was deep and smooth. It gave her a feeling of home and security, of love and care.
- I thought you were a bit more...how to say...
- Haveless?
It should have sounded like a joke, but he stayed serious.
- Well, a bit rough, I would say. But it doesn't matter that much.
Silence. Right. She knew he wasn't a talkative type. But questions must be asked since they met...finally.
- Ask.
It's only natural he read her mind.
- When...
- No.
He seemed even aggressive now.
- You cannot ask this. You know that. I will not answer When and Where questions.
Of course she knew he wouldn't. Never. Other way there was no point in trying further.
- Okay. Then tell me, what must I do?
- Live.
- You know what I mean. What must I do to get to the place where I need to be.
- You will get to that place anyway.
- So, I can sit and do nothing and will be there with him?
He looked away.
- I only said that you will be in the place you need to be eventually. I didn't say anything more than that.
She wanted to go away. She was tired of hearing she would never get him. She wanted to be where he is – where her love is and her heart. But they kept on telling her she would never get there. Never in the eternity. And now her only hope...
- I didn't say that either.
- You don't say anything. What shall I do with your haze. I cannot know the answer like that.
He looked deep in her eyes and she felt she would wake up.
- The answer is clear. Ask not me, but yourself and you will hear the answer.
Darkness covered his face and an ugly bloody creature appeared for a second. The dream vanished.
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