Shadewood sandwiched between heaven and hell

White silk pressed into the darkest of shadows, bathing herself in the blanket of his warmth - she depended on it, relied on the safety of his protection, the security of his compassionate embrace.

"Raziel," she murmured again, unable to part from his touch. They were two tormented souls, ripped apart from their futures and cast into the depths of an ocean built with waves of irresolution, unascertained destinies. "No me dejes solo," came a gut-wrenching sob, reaching up her muzzle to groom tenderly along his chin.

Never. Please don't leave me.