April 30, 2007, 3 AM

Eyes of emerald, eyes of fire. Glowing green eyes, shining out of the darkness. The rage faded, and he was afraid- but he could no more look away than the could see anything else in the all-encompassing dark.

Then.. he felt hands. Her hands. The eyes wide and bright and fire against his sight, he was unblinking.

Then.. peace. The fire of Ma'at, of knowing and justice and truth and place- the eyes faded, and he saw her, and knew..

And he awoke then, not sitting up, his lone eye shining golden-bright in the dark of the room.. and he looked over at she whose face appeared in the dark, behind those green eyes- his love, sleeping peacefully with his child beneath her breast. And he understood- he /knew/. And he touched her cheek.

"I will die here, love." Not even a whisper, the words mouthed. "This is where I am meant to be. Gaia called us both here." And then the flash of teeth, white in the dark. "I can't wait to see what she has planned for us."

And he looked out, the fat moon, not yet full, shining in through half-opened curtains. "I know now, Mother. And I am unafraid."

And quietly, without sound, he laughed, oddly delighted.. stealing a kiss from the one who slept so soundly next to him, and snuggling in close to her warmth.