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Alaric and Asteria Deadmore
Alaric and Asteria Deadmore were a debonair and beloved couple that shared many years of deep and abiding love for each other. They were inseparable and did absolutely everything together from the day they were married and they faithfully supported and stood by each other through good times and bad.
Unfortunately, they were powerless to slow the ravages of time as they watched the sparkling light of their lives together slowly dim and begin to fade away. Determined to maintain their love and commitment to each other, they sought out a rather eccentric doctor that that was rumored to provide a path to an almost unlimited life. The Deadmores decided that anything was preferable to the pain of a long agonizing parting, so they agreed to undergo his "life-changing" procedure.
On the appointed day they shuffled into his surgery, located off to the side of large Victorian manor, with a rather distressed appearance hidden by overgrown shrubbery. Nervous pleasantries were exchanged along with a sizable portion of their accumulated wealth. Still holding hands, the Deadmores were rolled on gurneys into an impressive looking laboratory. The feel of their entwined fingers was the last bit of memory they were aware of before they both fell asleep.
Small creaky metallic sounds from beside her made her turn, slowly, stiffly, with almost imperceptible movements. "Beloved," she said softly, "are you awake again"? Her voice trailed off into an uncertainty filled silence filled with misery and unasked questions.
He stood beside her, different now, but as handsome as she remembered, as she had always thought he was. "It didn't work then," his voice broke her reverie, "I wish we had not decided we would do this." Nodding slightly, she agreed "no amount of money was worth," she paused then added, "this".
The experiment hadn't worked. They didn't work. Everything was tarnished metal including their clothing. A slow, almost imperceptible, mechanical shudder settled the hat she had bought and worn so proudly to a more rakish angle on her head.
"Beloved," she said again and turned slowly, painfully to look up at him, a single rust colored tear slid down her patina covered cheek "it's alright," her words sounded strange and discordant, and nothing like the familiar voice she remembered, she looked around sadly as they stood together in the forgotten dusty corner.
She held out her hand, uncurled stiff fingers, on her palm lay her heart, no longer pulsing with life, still, cold, as cold as they were now destined to be.
“I love you still, until eternity," she murmured as her voice broke with emotion and a small puddle of rusty tears gathered at her feet as the silence enveloped them once more and time seemed to be suspended, just for them.
Squirrel and Clifton Landar
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Alaric and Asteria Deadmore
Alaric and Asteria Deadmore were a debonair and beloved couple that shared many years of deep and abiding love for each other. They were inseparable and did absolutely everything together from the day they were married and they faithfully supported and stood by each other through good times and bad.
Unfortunately, they were powerless to slow the ravages of time as they watched the sparkling light of their lives together slowly dim and begin to fade away. Determined to maintain their love and commitment to each other, they sought out a rather eccentric doctor that that was rumored to provide a path to an almost unlimited life. The Deadmores decided that anything was preferable to the pain of a long agonizing parting, so they agreed to undergo his "life-changing" procedure.
On the appointed day they shuffled into his surgery, located off to the side of large Victorian manor, with a rather distressed appearance hidden by overgrown shrubbery. Nervous pleasantries were exchanged along with a sizable portion of their accumulated wealth. Still holding hands, the Deadmores were rolled on gurneys into an impressive looking laboratory. The feel of their entwined fingers was the last bit of memory they were aware of before they both fell asleep.
Small creaky metallic sounds from beside her made her turn, slowly, stiffly, with almost imperceptible movements. "Beloved," she said softly, "are you awake again"? Her voice trailed off into an uncertainty filled silence filled with misery and unasked questions.
He stood beside her, different now, but as handsome as she remembered, as she had always thought he was. "It didn't work then," his voice broke her reverie, "I wish we had not decided we would do this." Nodding slightly, she agreed "no amount of money was worth," she paused then added, "this".
The experiment hadn't worked. They didn't work. Everything was tarnished metal including their clothing. A slow, almost imperceptible, mechanical shudder settled the hat she had bought and worn so proudly to a more rakish angle on her head.
"Beloved," she said again and turned slowly, painfully to look up at him, a single rust colored tear slid down her patina covered cheek "it's alright," her words sounded strange and discordant, and nothing like the familiar voice she remembered, she looked around sadly as they stood together in the forgotten dusty corner.
She held out her hand, uncurled stiff fingers, on her palm lay her heart, no longer pulsing with life, still, cold, as cold as they were now destined to be.
“I love you still, until eternity," she murmured as her voice broke with emotion and a small puddle of rusty tears gathered at her feet as the silence enveloped them once more and time seemed to be suspended, just for them.
Squirrel and Clifton Landar