...finally her hands, so light, holding his head still and catching all his thoughts and imprisoning them there, in the space that no longer existed between them.

...finally her hands, so light, holding his head still and catching all his thoughts and imprisoning them there, in the space that no longer existed between them.

She found herself thinking of how it would feel to be safely trapped in his arms, with no more possibility to choose.

They lived the slow and invisible interpenetration of their universes, like two stars gravitating around a common axis, in ever tighter orbits, whose clear destiny is to coalesce at some point in space and time.

It was strange to find them here, still alive, with their shared bits of past that suddenly counted for nothing.

The scene was set. All that was required was an action, a cold start, instant and brutal as beginnings always are.

In the end it happens, in some way you couldn't imagine before.