Twilight : Withering Grace

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[Cycle 8,127] "Promise me you'll never forget me?" he asked—always at the end. She kept that promise, everytime. Close to her heart, Like heartbeat. Like breath. Until the next, and the next. Each time, he looked at her like moonlight on water.
Each time, there was less of her left to meet his eyes. She did not cry.
The jewel wouldn't know what to do with her tears.
And so, to the forest, it turned back its stars—to begin eternity anew. It forgot every step. It forgot every vow. It forgot every name. It forgot what made her happy. "I've told you this story, thousands of times,"
she said to a wind that never answered.
"You never remember how it ends." She remembered the warmth he never got to keep.
Waited in the clearing where time never looked. "If love isn't enough to break the cycle..."
She watched him fade, again and again, his memory erased, over and over— "...then let my memory be yours to bear."