Challenge: Exactly 100 words.
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.