#Chapter16
/"Paul... Paul... are you here my love?/"
The wind chimes stir in the windless night, and their soft melody comes to her ears, the curtains move slightly as if a breeze has passed through them, and she feels the soft kiss of her lover on the back of her neck. She approaches the bed, picks up the dagger, and holds it, her eyes running along the razor sharp blade, as the light from the lamp sends out small diamonds from the blade, into the air.
She feels a soft touch on her shoulder, a thin wisp of air across her lips, and she knows that she is once again not alone.
/"Not like that my darling, not now... the time is not right for Africa calls you./"
/"Oh Paul, I miss you so... I long to hold you again in my arms... I long to feel your love./"
/"Sleep my avenging angel; I will come to you in your memories. Let your mind fly like a bird, and we will be joined together./"