Eternity -Salem Lee- Chapter One: The after math. The golden sun, The silver moon, The spot you shot today, A solar part, A lunar tear, The thoughts that fade away Adverting from his attention he realized it was late and time to drift into the realm of sleep. Ryan walked away and went up to his room, the fireplace was still lit and Chase still sat there in shock of what he heard. "I LOVE YOU" those words reverberated through his head like an explosion within. The luminosity of the light still beamed through the room despite the fact that the fire was perishing into the darkness leaving nothing but embers. There Chase lay from the previous night where he was "shot," still stunned from the words, and fast asleep. Ryan walked out of his room noticing the fire was out. He walked over and covered Chase up with a blanket woven out of satins and silks; it was thin but kept in the heat like and oven. He looked at the clock "2:13 hmm" he said as he sighed. Chase awoke and looked up at Ryan for a moment; just enough for a glimpse of his face, and then passed back into the dimension of slumber. But before he passed out he mumbled something "I love you too" Ryan smiled and picked Chase up and took him back into his room and situated him on his bed toward the heated corner of the room. "Still 3" Ryan spoke, he walked towards the window. Frost had collaborated on the glass panes of the old rustic casement, though old, it still did its job. It kept whatever temperature in and the other out. Ryan walked out of the plaster styled hall and into his bed room, and there lay Chase wide awake and watching the television, drinking his usual cup of tea before bed stirring away like there was nothing else to do. “Hey come look at this…” he stated in a sparked tone, “ there was an accident on route 88. Two tractors collided and killed a woman, cut he clear in two.” “That’s sad and repulsive Chase. Don’t you have anything better to do than mock the way people died? What if that was me? Would you be doing the same thing?” Ryan spoke with the intention of making a point. He limped a little as he walked way. “Ryan, are you all right?” Chase swiftly made his way towards Ryan maneuvering past the labyrinth of furniture they had acquired during the past year.