He clung to her pulling her tightly to him. He could feel her hand laid heavily on his shoulder. Looking down he sees her memory start to slowly fade away. Sadly arriving at the realization that he was forgetting her.
She could do nothing to stop time, the thought of it passing consumed her. Rooted in the moment frozen, forced to look at the slow passing of time.
Everything hurt but there was no way to release the emotions froze inside her. All color had been stripped away in her world leaving only shades of gray. Waiting for a someone who would again melt her heart.
Her eyes remained closed to all that around her. The fear that all she had to hide might be revealed to the world through her eyes brought terror beyond understanding.
“Ons is Die Gestroopte” - A little piece of wire inconspicuous and indiscriminate laid by poachers to be but a silent killer. We are the one trapped…. with help only just a few inches away casually relaxing and looking on with no concerns for our need of assistance? Even a bigger tragedy….we are left never to be recovered, a life lost for not.