My hardened heart hasn’t fluttered like this in decades.
He’s there. He’s so close… I could capture him now if I wanted to.
I can tell by the tension in his body that he’s about to run away from me again, he looks like prey that’s being stalked by a wild predator.
And I can’t blame him.
I mean, the last time we met I tried to suck out his soul.
“Wait,” I call out, “Don’t go!”
He pauses for a second, looking at me with those hauntingly dark eyes.
“Please,” I sigh.
“What are you doing here?” He asks. “How are you…”
I could tell him that I murdered a whole crew to walk on land to find him… but that might be a little bit of a turn-off.
“I had to come find you,” I answer.
“Why?” He snaps, “So you can try to kill me again?”
“You seemed to be doing a good job of that yourself,” I r
