HopeMature

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A short burst of hope broke through the unending pain.

For a brief, blissful moment, I could feel Tony's presence in my prison cell and the wondrous fuzzy feeling I always felt when our souls were touching on the astral plane. But how could this be? If his body heat was really being radiated around me, like I felt it was, then why couldn't I see him? Why would he hide himself from me - his love, the owner of his heart?

I stretched out my fingers but they only brushed air. I stroked it in desperation but the sensations were only memories, within me.

It was ... an odd sensation, like a fire without the initial, necessary sparks. My heartstrings were being played, creating a beautiful melody, but the hand was invisible and intangible.

"Anthony," I called out, longing for him to hear me. But no answer came and I was soon enveloped by despair again.

Despair...

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The End

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