Whenever I come to this place, all I can think of is him. I’ve never moved on. He said he would be back someday. After waiting many years, I’m starting to believe it was all a dream, until today. I found the stone again. That made my thoughts go all the way back to the beginning.
I was standing on the cliff, looking out into the mist when he appeared, panting and said, “Take this.” He shoved a stone into my hand. “This will protect you.”
“From what?” I asked. “Who are you?”
“Not important. We need to get away from that!”
He pointed at the horizon where there was an approaching darkness.
“I’ve never noticed that before,” I said.
“Yeah, it’s kinda new.”
“But why?” I asked.
He took my hand and we ran. The darkness multiplied as we progressed, and eventually surrounded us. I instinctively knew what to do. I pulled out the stone and
held it up to the sky. It shot out green rays all around us, and then everything in our view exploded. We moved as fast as we could through the debris, and discovered a small cave.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Shhh. It can hear us.”
For the next few hours, we sat in silence, though we were only brought closer through the awkward situation. Maybe something was forming between us.
“Wake up! It’s coming!” he said, gently shaking me. I guess I had fallen asleep. The darkness was already swirling around us. I reached into my pocket for the stone, be he stopped me.
“No, let me handle this,” he said.
Energy started flowing around him like water. The darkness recoiled and the energy expanded, eventually pushing the darkness to the entrance of the cave. We held hands and pushed through it, and ran back to the cliff.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
He pushed me off the cliff and I crashed into the cold water. As I came up gasping for air, he appeared above me, floating.
“I’m going into it. The darkness. It won’t let up until it has one of us. Goodbye,” he said.
“You can’t!” I screamed.
“I have to. I’ll be back some day.”
“Wait!” I called.
He stopped without turning around.
“What’s your name?”
Before he could speak, the darkness overtook him, swallowing him, and eventually he disappeared.
I’ve cried and known that he would never come back. But after today, and finding the stone in my pocket, maybe there’s a little hope.