5 Who is she?

As if the night had said to me,

You are the night

and the night alone understood you

and enfolds you in its arms.

One with the shadows,

Without nightmare.

An inexplicable peace...

.....

With his blurred vision, he saw a stunning, fair skinned girl running towards him in much panic. She seemed to be emerging from a tiny hut, situated under a dense tree not very far from where Marc had fallen.

Her long fawn colored flowy hair were left loose, dancing with the wind, while her pure white robe was shining amidst the dark forest. She sprinted barefoot towards him, while Marc, kept gazing at her pleasing face. The more she came closer, the more prepossessing she appeared. "I am certainly in heaven. Such bewitching girls only appear in heaven."

Marc constantly gazed at the girl as she halted just next to him. She sat down on her knees and held Marc's arms and made him to roll over on his back. Marc blinked lightly, as the girl had bent a bit, and was looking at his face intently.

The boy's eyes suddenly were now wide open as he noticed her big fawn eyes, tiny nose and delicate pink lips. She had the most delicate and clear skin the boy had ever seen. "A... are you an angel?"

The girl who was now observing the injury on his forehead frowned a bit after hearing his words, and lightly touched the wound with her fingers. The boy winced a bit in pain but nevertheless did not stop gawking in her eyes.

"You have to get up and come with me, so that I can treat this wound. The blood loss may actually kill you otherwise in a few more minutes." The girl looked straight in his eyes this time, taking away Marc's breath.

"You are b... beauti... beautiful." He muttered a bit, constantly goggling at her.

"What!!?? I am trying to save your life, and you are busy praising me? Are you insane or the wound has made you insane?" The girl spoke a bit furiously, yet looking at at his wound.

The boy did not speak any further and had now started to feel intense pain. "Ahh!! Thank God... S... Something good happened before dying. Now I can die peacefully looking at you, rather than looking at that red eyed beast."

The girl frowned again looking at him in surprise. "The red eyed beast? He did all this to you?" She gasped in much collision, as her hands travelled to her mouth.

"Y... Yes. But he..? Why are you calling it a... he?" The boy winced again in pain. His face had gone extremely pale and his jaw has dropped a bit.

"No time to talk. Come on get up. We have stop the bleeding." The girl held his shoulders with her hands, jerking them a bit.

"I... I cannot. My..... leg is not working. Leave it. J... Just stay with me. Few minutes and it will all be over. Soon, I w.. will then meet my parents." The boy spoke weakly, as he placed his hand on her hand, which was still touching his shoulder.

...

If I am an angel, paint me with black wings.

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