Foundation.
Do you try to stop what you are doing when inspiration whispers?
The Monologue of Jack
(A lone voice whispers in Caerphilly, looking at the rain. Reading aloud with Henry watching)
My love
I wrote this for you last night as the Shadow People gathered in our old bedroom and watched.
In the End.
When the wind screams like a banshee and the lightning strikes,
My love for you will grow stronger and will never stop.
When the rain comes, filled with our still-wet memories of our mistakes,
I'll walk through it all to wash away the pain, no matter how long it takes.
When the Darkness, which in these familiar shadows
Now creeps and whispers, like a voice similar to the one in Isildur's Bane
"Take this, do that."
I'll remember your aura emanating bliss and your deep love for our Henry,
Our ginger cat.
When the photographs cause my tears to fall,
I'll remember how often you picked me up after every fall.
When the day dies and the night says, "the world is no longer watching.
You can now cry,"
I'll whisper back.
"In the end, we'll grow closer still;
Ironclad without flaws or loopholes.
For no boundaries or limits can stop what we once had.
Two of life's most vibrant travellers.
The Princess and her sidekick
Me
Jack the Lad.
(C) Copyright John Duffy

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