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“I lift his chin and gaze into his face, so darkly beautiful, and I lower my mouth to his without a word... Sometimes, there is no need for words. It is not a romantic kiss, but a reassuring one. "You need to let me go, Brian..." "And you, I, Matthias," he says sadly, as I lift my head, and gaze into the eyes of Timothy, my husband, who has silently approached us on foot, sword drawn. As I have just stated, sometimes words are unnecessary. Timothy looks as if the weight of the entire world has fallen upon him. His eyes are wide and solemn, his face, gaunt. One solitary tear trickles down his cheek. His wings drag on the ground, the feathers filthy and dark with mud. "Matthias, how could you?!" he whispers huskily. "You...of all people...betray me, with a...with a kiss?" I open my mouth to protest, but no words emerge. Indeed, what can I say?”

“...But I am the most horrified at the slim young man who is upon his knees, clad in the same white trousers as I, his long, black hair framing his face like soft, shining curtains as he rests his head on his clasped, shackled hands and prays. "Brian," I sob, my anguish causing my voice to break. "I don't want you in this place..." He raises his head and pulls me down beside him. His sightless eyes seem to look straight into mine. "You aren't alone anymore, Obadiah," he says gently. I weep, and take him back against me the best that I can, with my shackled wrists, and we rest against one another...two vessels ready for the last journey. "I couldn't let you go without me, 'Baddy," he says softly. "I'd never find a love like yours again, even if I lived for a million years! There is only one you. When a person is gifted with a love like this, it should be defended at all costs..." I weep then, for real...for this precious child, who will pay the ultimate price for loving me...how he must love me, indeed...”

“It is a very grand carriage indeed, and behind it, Toshiro follows on foot, leading a small donkey, with a tiny wretched figure upon it, draped in a black robe, head bowed... Timothy. At once, the crowd is ugly and electric...the hatred so strong, I am literally sickened by it. I turn my head and vomit. When Timothy reaches the section of believers, they throw down rose petals and palm leaves into the street, shouting: "THE SAVIOR! THE KING'S AMBASSADOR! HAIL TO THE KING OF HEAVEN!!!”