https://Voice.club - Sarah climbs Signal Hill as the wind whips her hair. The moonlight paints Table Mountain silver while David waits near the cannon, his silhouette sharp against the stars.
“You came,” he whispers, reaching for her.
Glass crunches beneath their feet. Wine bottle fragments sparkle like diamonds across the stones. Someone had celebrated here before leaving destruction.
“The dreams returned,” Sarah confesses, her fingers finding his. “Fire and screaming. Always you.”
David pulls her close, his breath warming her neck. “Remember the accident?”
Memory crashes back. Car spinning. Windshield exploding. Glass raining like crystal tears. David’s body thrown forward. Blood pooling. Sirens wailing through darkness.
“You died that night,” Sarah breathes.
“Death changes nothing,” David murmurs against her ear. “Love transcends everything.”
The cold seeps through her skin while his touch burns like ice. Lips brush her throat. Heartbeat slows. Breath mists in arctic air.
“Come with me,” David urges. “Cross over. Leave the pain behind.”
Sarah glimpses his reflection in broken bottle shards. Nothing looks back. Empty space mocks her grief.
“You’re not David.”
The thing wearing his face smiles, teeth gleaming sharp. Eyes hold no warmth, no recognition, no love she remembers.
“David rests peacefully. I borrow his shell, harvest the grief, and feed on the loss.”
Sarah stumbles backward, her feet scattering the glass. Each step rings like bells, warnings, and prayers.
“He loved you,” the creature hisses. “Love makes souls tender. Grief makes them mine.”
Sarah runs down the hillside, through fynbos that scratches and tears. Glass fragments follow, chiming in pursuit. David’s laughter echoes across the mountain slopes.
At her car, keys shake in her hands. The engine roars. Headlights sweep across the hill. The thing stands motionless among the scattered glass, wearing David’s face, empty of everything human.
Sarah drives into the night, tears streaming. Behind her, broken glass catches the moonlight, holding fragments of love, loss, and something hungry wearing familiar faces.
The radio crackles. David’s voice whispers through the static: “Find peace, love. Let me go. I wait somewhere safe.”
Sarah smiles through the tears. David speaks now. True love transcends death, demons, and shattered dreams.