Recovery? (Part 5)
My eyes crack open, my vision a blur. I am awake, have I survived? I feel a sensation of burning, but it is distant. I can hear a voice calling my name, but it is indistinct. As my vision clears the world around me is drained of all colour, in front of me is a strange looking tree.
There is light up ahead, and when I reach it I find myself in a hidden glade. The colour of this place is equally drained of colour, yet even so I could sense the magic of this place. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw a flash of colour and turned.
The man turns, and the world shifts. I find myself inches infront of him, on the northern shore of the lake by the cottage, his striking blue eyes something that I could never forget if I tried.
“But your de-”
Ymnir pulls me in to an embrace. “Ssh, ssh, ssh… None of that.” I fight it at first, but I find myself wrapping my arms around him. I wanted this, I missed him so much it hurt. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in to a kiss. I hadn’t felt those lips against mine for so long.