cold

[fadingranger]

the fire
the spellbinding energy of life
the ferocity
the gentle hand that touches the wound of the wounded soldier
and painfully, lovingly cauterizes his wounds

the cold
the griping tendrils of death
the mercy
the soothing touch that rested its hand on his forehead and brought him down
brought him to a quiet, peaceful end in solitude

dedicated to my friendship with amanda

amin mela lle lindarisilme