68. A true friend

No, no, this can’t be happening, this cannot be happening. “Christian, you can’t die, I need you, you can’t leave me”.  I shake his body vigorously and yet nothing happens, his eyes remain closed and eventually I give up and rest my head against his blood soaked tshirt hoping and begging the Moon Goddess not to let him die.

“He will not die my dear child”

I spin around to the voice, to find someone that looked exactly like the woman in the portrait, my mother, her body transparent with a white glow around her.

“What, what are you?” I stutter as her body becomes solid, her amber eyes, bright like my own.

A smile spreads across her face, “Do you not recognise me dear child?” she reaches a hand out and cups my cheek, an odd sensation but as I go to grab it, my own hand falls right through. “I am your mother, the Moon Goddess sent me here as she knows you are in turmoil”. She drops her hand “He will survive Rudina, you have done all you can and now h