Goodbye
This was the end of it all, of his life - and yet Arthur Gaylen was not afraid. The sunlight of the day was fading to a cool in the nearby window, the musical beats rom the machines around him seemed to dull, and his Daughter's hand upon his felt like pure ice; life melting all around the dying human. It was a long waited greeting from Death that he had been waiting for since the passing of his true love . . . he would be joining Ria soon.
Shall I go? Shall I stay? 107 light years away. Many times, so many doubts. But no reason to talk about.
"Father?" Giselle's voice was that of an angel, soft and warm to his dimming senses; little echoes following her every word. It was almost supernatural. "Father . . . c-can you hear me?"
He remained quiet for many moments, leaving the green eyes female on edge; holding her Breath. Those blue artificial eyes, once so cruel and stark, flushed with life as he turned to the girl. No - not a girl anymore she was. A woman. Giselle had grown up into a fine woman, better than any future he had planned for her.
"I can hear you, my child."
Mission is over, mission is done. I will miss you, children of the sun. Now it's time to go away. Goodbye, goodbye Milky Way.
"I can hear you . . . . and I wished I could have, a long time ago."
" Father, I don't . . . " Her head bent over his, black locks falling down over her ears and brushing up against rose hued cheeks; freckles gleaming like dew on a fresh spring flower. But then Giselle's face began to wrap, slightly at first with a blur, with her normal shapes bending and morphing into a much more mature face; confusing Arthur as he watched the event unfold. Finally his breath was taken as he looked at the face of a woman his heart begged for all these years.
"Ria." A small smile creased the man's old dried lips, heavy hand moving to cup Giselle's chin; thumb petting softly at the apples of her face. There he looked on at the goddess his past, strong featured mixed with the feminine qualities he had fallen in love with in his youth. Her green eyes glowed with that same artist sprit that drew him toward Ria, along with that luscious black hair billowing around angled face and long neck like that of vines of a willow Tree. "My Ria."
For a better world without hate. Follow your heart, believe in fate. Only visions and the mind. Will guide you to the light.
Giselle blinked in a vast confusion, an unknown emotion filling her chest with a tug. "N-no Father, its me . . . . its Giselle." Her hand tightened around his as a slurring sigh came from the man lying on the bed - white blankets rustling around him and his blonde hair puffing at his neck. Even if she wanted to deny it, wanted to hate the very idea of it happening, Giselle knew this was the end. Her Feather, the man who she thought hated her and would never love her, was dying . . . and she was not ready to get go. Her voice broke a bit with a gasping cry, shaking. "Its your Giselle."
"Giselle . . . Yes, Giselle." He felt something slip away from his body, as off someone had pulled the thread on the grand tapestry that was his soul; unraveling it all. "I Failed. I failed to be the Father she needed. Oh Ria - you should see out Giselle now. S-she is . . . so . . . Beautiful." His smile grew as Ria's did, the dead woman nodding her head as a bight aura shined around her face; so warm, so inviting, so peaceful. "Like you. So- . . ." Before he could finish his last words Ria's arms hugged around her husband, laughing once and embracing him as the light whitened out all around them . . .
Mission is over, mission is done. I'll miss you, children of the sun. Now it's time to go and say Goodbye, goodbye Milky Way.
. . . Giselle watched her Father's face with an intense hold, the deep inset wrinkles denting his perfect face giving room for slack, the ends of his smile beginning to sink to a flat line, the twinkle of happiness in his eyes snuffed out like a candle. The last life the man held was in his fingers, growing cool to her touch when only sends before warm. " . . . Father?" He did not answer her, still and unresponsive. " D-," The whites of Giselle's eyes began to change red, tears whelping up around her emerald iris and pink ducts. "Daddy?" Still nothing.
Arthur Gaylen - a man broken from his past and renewed in his future, a man once the one shining hope of redemption of a terrible timeline, a man once considered unloving and dead to all emotion that was rekindled in the light of his children - was dead.
" . . . D- . . . DADDY!!" Giselle could not contain the rush of saddens building in her heart, collapsing onto Arthur's stiff chest, and crying aloud with a shrill that made the bleak hospital room burn with a bittersweet emotion.
_Mission is over, mission is done. I will miss you, children of the sun. I go home, until someday. I say goodbye,
goodbye
Milky Way._
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