Terminus
“Hope stretched out her hand. Feeling light-headed, weak in the knees, he reached for it.“I’m sorry,” he said. “It’s a difficult memory.” He rested his forehead in his hand, and sighed. “Over the millennia I’ve confronted demons, armies, and the forces of nature at its most destructive, but none of that made me as anxious as I feel now, thinking about it.” “If it’s too much...”Nick took a deep breath.Shut his eyes.Gathering all his courage, he stood tall, held Hope’s hand firmly, and began the memory-construct. LONDON, ENGLAND 1913 It had been some three years since Sophia left, and he barely recognized her when she returned to their flat in London. But there she was, standing at the door, her flaxen hair now midnight black, her eyes...He shuddered. She wore a black dress, black gloves, and held herself with regal comportment. Nothing like the sweet, sassy young woman with whom he’d fallen in love and married.“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
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