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Here's another short story of mine. Constructive criticism is always welcome. ^_^

Final Moments

My heart begins to pound as I sit here in my room watching Nyx spread her silken cloak across the land. Just thinking of the imminent arrival of my love is almost more than I can bear. Each moment we have been apart has seemed an eternity to me. In these anxious moments I ponder what I might say when I finally behold my love.

This heavy silence, only broken by the sound of my racing heart, permeates the room as I prepare for my darling’s arrival. As I sit at my vanity, gently brushing my hair, I am granted a few wonderful minutes to ponder the impending event. I think of all the wonderful times that we have had. It seems so long since my life began to be filled with her golden presence, though it has only been a few short months.

The night we met is forever etched into my memory. I was always wont to walk along the shores of the lake but a few miles distant from me even now. It was a beautiful, moonless night when I first encountered her. She was just standing at the edge of the lake, water lapping at her toes, staring into the sky as if trying to read the stars themselves. As I waited there, watching her, she turned and smiled at me as if to say that I was what she had been waiting for. As though I had been expected. Many times we have met since that wonderful night, but none of our meetings have meant as much as our tryst tonight shall.

Through the door to my garden I can see the rising fog herald her coming. Hastily donning the jewels I had set out for this occasion I wait in growing anticipation. Each moment this wondrous mist gets thicker and blots out another star, and each moment I put forth all my effort into remaining conscious. As the last star is obliterated from view the door swings silently aside and there, with outstretched hand, is she for whom I would wait forever. My beautiful love.

I walk towards the door and take her lovely, alabaster hand into my own. The warmth of this embrace for which I have pined is more wonderful than I could have imagined. The ecstasy courses through every fiber of my being as she kisses my neck. My heart begins to slow with every passing moment until at last I feel the final drops of my life’s blood pass to she whom I adore.

Thank you! ^_^
No, it's not a stupid question. Nyx was the Greek Goddess of the night. Here's a link to the wikipedia article on her. Nyx