Till The Shadow of Death Did Us Part
Will de Kypia

When she saw the train schedule in my hand
her entreaties became even more plaintive.

My darling, do not leave me now…

The schedule informed me that an
express would depart within the hour.

… nor forget me after I am gone.

My farewell was brief and forthright.

Because whither thou goest I will go too.

She coughed another scarlet rosette onto the
bodice of her white silk gown, the gown she had
worn at our wedding so many years before.

But I was already turning away,
having a train to catch.

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Although I never forgot her, never
forgave myself, we will not meet again.

The train I boarded that day has brought me
to a final destination very far from the place where
unfallen angels sport and faithful harpists play.