"For a long time...I thought I would die alone..."
Cruel. Too cruel.
The shovel, the pick. See? Up and down it goes...digging your grave... Don't you care?
Maybe you do...but you're too selfish! Did you ever stop to think about me?
I hate you...for dying.
Dirt dropping, silently dripping...
Your pale hand rising...the crimson blood flowing through your perfection...
Doctor?
Your eyes...
Your heart...
"Cassian..."
Reaching out to me... from your grave...calling...
screaming...
"Cassian!"
Listen... doctor. This is your nature. Look above you, one last time! You opened your eyes for this, didn't you?
The chirping birds...
The rustling of the trees...
The soft rippling of the brook....
Doctor! If I could...I would put all these sounds you so love in a music box and present it to you!
"But it's not what I want."
For your happiness...anything! To let you stand even for a second in the perfection you created! Even for a single moment...
"I want your heart..."
The cold wind... the darkened sky...
You, lying down on the dirt...a total contrast to your beauty...
Doctor, if I gave it to you...my heart...what would you do with it?
"What do you want me to do with it?"
You smile...how could you? Even in the midst of death! I can't bear to look at you!
Deteriorating...
I can see the ground...your blood...dripping until there is no more...
Why?
"Cassian, are you hesitating? Can't you see the sands in the hourglass of my life is running out?"
It pains you to speak...
And yet, to tell me such words...
Doctor, to me, you are the most pure and holy angel of God...thrown out of heaven because of sin...
But it's not fair...
You died...
Now you open your eyes... and then what? Forsake me again?
Look! Your blood is running out! Your lifeline is disappearing rapidly...
"So your heart...will not be mine?"
How could you? To inflict such pain on me... did you really think that...
"Cassian, why are you crying..."
Because I've lost to you, doctor...
It's too late...
The blood... your grave... and mine...
Destruction... and peace....
Darkness...and light...
" I understand."
This body you gave me...
This body...my new life....
you gave it all to me...
And without you...this is nothing...my existence....my soul... will be nothing.....
"Your heart...?"
I hold your hand...that faint glimmer of hope... those slender bloodied hands...
The hands of a murderer... the hands of a child...
All yours. My heart...my feelings...belong to you...
You smile, one last time. Your eyes...closing...dying...
"Die with me?"
That scalpel you hold...pressed against my skin, seeping through my heart...
Until the trickle of blood flows...gently...then quickly...like a waterfall...crying...dying...
You press your lips against the blood...upon my breast...
Your arms wrapped around me...pulling me down....
Down to your grave...
Doctor?
"Make love to me in hell..."
Is that a promise?
Doctor...for you to say such words... how cruel...
"What are you complaining about? It's a promise."
And then...amidst the darkness... crawling...
In that case, I would go to hell with you.
And darkness...yearning...loving...
Until there is no more...
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