Did he still guard?
She turned her head to see him there, standing on the window sill, standing vigil as always. So loyal on this trip too. He guarded her against the lightning and thunder, the rain and the darkness. He would be on her final voyage. It was near, she knew, so near. The beeps and blips were fading to her ears.
She closed her eyes, his silhouette emblazoned there.
He was with her now. She could go.
She let out a last breath and was gone, not hearing the steady beep that echoed in the now-empty room.
