He had fought gallantly with the finest of warriors,
men of valour,
and she had fought fearlessly at his side,
as always…
They had lost men like never before,
the enemy was everywhere,
yet outnumbered they kept the line
with courage even he did not understand…
And then she was struck down
and all went black.
What had happened?
He looked round and rolled over.
On his back he studied the sky:
heavy with sparkling stars.
He felt the earth tremor slightly
He heard the sound of thunder.
A bolt of lightening blazed through touching the stars,
and then they fell,
like hardened dewdrops to the ground,
sparkling splinters from the stars, tears from the gods?
He reached out to pick one from his chest:
Never had he seen anything so pure, innocent and beautiful.
Its light struck his soul
and then he saw:
Even in death her love remained;
watching him, following him, protecting him,
just as on the battlefield.
She had received the blow meant for him,
and these were her tears:
diamonds for a hero whom she loved even in death.
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