*to understand this you have to read setting me free. if you don't read that one first you wont really understand this one*
He watched her take flight, as the candle flickered out. He cried, because he loved her. It hurt to let her go, that she needed to be free. He wiped the bloody tears form his cheeks, silent in the night, spread his razor sharp wings, and violently took flight. She didn't know about him, and thought that she was the only one. She would know it all when it was done. He sped after her, not too far behind, everything else was far from his mind. The tears continued to fall ans he ran his fingers through him fiery black hair. They would be together, he was determined.
He loved her, and hoped that she felt the same. He had found his soul mate, the only other one out there who was like him. Then suddenly she stopped. She arched her spine, flaring her wings. He had to approach her. He silently came up behind her, and listened to her scream as he ran his fingers up and down her back. She whipped around, crying with delight. She grabbed his hand and they flew through the night.
