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Click hereI have done as Jana wished and have lived a full life, alone but for our children who visit from time to time. I have travelled and seen such sights, that I may relate them all to Jana when I finally see her once more. As to when that might be, I do not know. I follow her edict and allow my time here to pass naturally, albeit with such painful slowness, and I have reached the age of ninety with no signs of infirmity. Indeed, there are many folk who would put my age at no greater than fifty or sixty.
I believe that the light, Jana's love-light, had much to do with the healing that she received back in the Imperial Court, and maybe some of that strange magic has passed into me. It is frustrating at times, but I content myself with the knowledge that each day that passes brings me closer to my re-union with my beloved Jana.
I shall close now and take a walk to the cemetery where a simple stone bears the equally simple legend: 'Jana Safina-Barclay, my Lady Jane forever'.
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June, 2008
I saw her in my dream last night, and those eyes as bright as sapphires. She spoke to me and told me that the price had now been paid, and that we had paid with life and love. I am relieved beyond all imagining. I shall see my love once more. And the very thought brings neat to my heart and loins. I think that our reunion may shake the foundations of the heavens, and that expression of our eternal love will be seen across the universe.
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Anonymousalmost 5 years agoI didn’t care much for this story. I didn’t like the flowery prim and proper Victorian prose, and I didn’t care much for the fact that he loved her so much he decided he needed to practically rape her to make her see things his way. That’s just my take on it anyway.
Anonymousover 15 years agoThe simple sincerity of the way the story was written, and the description of feelings between the characters, speak of what true love can really achieve. Fictious it may be, but without a doubt, a reflection of life itself...amazing...
IndianaLaralmost 16 years agoNot only was this a good, and touching story, but hit me directly. It had been just over 4 1/2 years since I lost my buddy/partner of over half a century and I feel her love and warmth, and those of the fun being exchanged between us during what were her last hours before we went off to sleep.
I love on, doing community and family things that she would be mad if I stopped. The warmth of her love is still with me. Your story, and the last few paragraphes gave me a shot of that warmth. Thanks
