"So when is it?" You look at the pigeons that are congregating around the strewn grains of rice that you threw. You smile at how eager they're eating.
"2 days from now." The ever beautiful Ouro Kronii says in a whimper, she has both hands locked around yours.
"Cause of death?" You look down and see the comparisons between your hands and hers. Kronii's are young and silky smooth, as pale as morning snow. Your hands are old, wrinkled and cracking, the passage of time hadn't been as kind.
"Heart attack." Ah, that sounds terrible.
"Are the kids coming?" You've fathered many children with the Mistress of Time over the years, there were over ten of them and you loved each and everyone.
"No, they're tired of seeing you die and die again." Her voice was hollow and empty, you have no idea how much grief she's been through.
"They have the right idea, you're not doing yourself any favors by bothering with an old man like me." You laugh out raggedly.
She isn't laughing.
"You made a promise, you need to keep it, dog." She lifts her hand up, showing her the silver band on her fourth finger. Tears staining her hauntingly blue eyes.
"Kronii, please, don't torture yourself like this." You lift your hands up and wipe away her tears.
"No, I don't break my promises. Neither should you." She tries to fight away your tender touch, she isn't putting up much of a resistance.
You smile.
"I'm not breaking any promises. I'm alive in other timelines. You need to stop coming to the ones where I die." She pauses for a while.
"I love you anon. I love all of you. Every instance where in you existed, I will be there and I will never stop loving you." Her voice quivers and shakes.
"I know." You bend in for a kiss, a long and deep kiss. No matter how old you became, you still remember how to do this.
You love her.
She loves you.
It was a curse.
It was a blessing.
You will never let her go. Never.

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Pub: 05 Sep 2021 07:00 UTC
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