Lantern in a Storm

If she really perished here, that lost chance would be the single wound she carried beyond the grave.

She recalled him barreling through smoke to shield her with his own body. The shock of it had nearly broken her composure, tears threatening to spill.

She knew that if she asked whether he regretted that reckless charge, he would answer exactly as she had. Never.

So her resolve mirrored his. No re