Malkaz noisily contorted to face Farmer. Snake head turned to face him, too.
He shone like the sun, Farmer, shone brilliant and powerful, so bright my eyeballs seared, painful even when closed.
Farmer's steps were silent, his movement didn't disturb the air. He stood outside the protection of the pentagram.
(Please let me die now, please let me be with Rob.)
"Hush," Rob's voice in my head. "Stay strong, Chay. We know the meaning of our love."
The pain in my eyes faded and I saw them both, Malkaz and Farmer, facing each other. The space between them congealed, virulent.
D.M. almost 5 years ago
The tension in the last line is so well crafted.