Challenge:  Exactly 100 words. 




by Zanz



I heard him today. For the first time I heard him. I don't mean words.

Blair Sandburg *is* words. I heard *him*.


Captured. Blindfolded. Afraid. For the first time in forever, I was afraid.

Not of dying. I live with that. Of dying without him knowing.


Then, in my darkness, he was there. My rescuer. Quiet. Soothing.

And I heard him. I heard the tenderness.  The love. The fear in *his* voice.

Not of dying, but of dying without *me* knowing.


So there, mortality hovering, I told him. I love you.


And he told me.


And together we fled death.