The Parallels

Light.

My skin shimmers, radiating light outward until it reaches him.

Darkness.

An impenetrable shadow. His pale eyes smolder, reflecting my radiance. He reaches, and his hands fall to embers at my feet. It’s been this way for five years. He’s always reaching.

My light flickers out.

Darkness. It blinds me.

The stranger is gone and in his place a whisper.

“Julianne.” The voice is a slow-burning fire. The darkness blankets me. “Soon.” He purrs.