A little story about a bodyguard and a young lady.
That day, in a ruined temple, I gazed at the broken statue above me. I heard the wind howl as it swept through the hall, and I heard my own heartbeat, like the midnight bell, growing louder with every beat.
A short story from the "Books of Mortal Life" series, Part One
Theme: Companionship is the most enduring declaration of love
