Ravenshook Cliffs stage 4: depression (m)

The fire of his remaining eye matched her left side, like a mirror. How had she never realized that? Only now did it dawn upon her, as the orange orbs locked into something that felt like finality. So alike.

He fell away.

With a sob, she slipped, too, and sought to take the spider-limbed man in her arms.

To hold him close, feel the waning beat of his heart.

However, wherever, whenever he landed, she'd be beside him. 

Let me take him with me, she begged each and every god she'd ever known.