the fight was over. just another chapter of war that played in the age of chaos. and faintly, he was still breathing, seeing images of only her. hearing voices of only her.
and those which resided in the dark heard him. and came, and one offered him time to live till the next yule.
and he accepted... knowing he'd sold his soul in return just to see his love again.....
painter 6, 6 hours.
edit/note: done in scratch in the com.. there were no lineworks.. and yes the writing is mine.