Ah...I can't come up with anything witty to say on here for this peice so I'll just get on with th story behind the pic. Axelia fluttered her eyes open after a dull,cramped sleep.She looked up onto Syrith's bed and saw he was still on it,arm over his face,shirt off,and no movement.She sat up,still looking at him and called his name,"Syrith".No response.She tried again,"Syrith?".Still no answer.She got up and tapped his shoulder,no movement then either.She got up onto the bed,crawling ontop of him and called his name again,"Syrith".Nothing,not a word,not a single movement.She lowered her head down to his face to listen for his breathing,he was still alive.She heaved a sigh of relief and took hold of his arm.Axelia moved it off his face to see if his eyes were open,if he was just ignoring her.Syriths eyes,closed tight,made him look like he was in pain.She just layed down on him,placing her head on his chest to listen to his heart beat,making sure it didn't stop."Please be ok.I don't want you die.I don't know what I'd do."Axelia said,tears forming in her eyes.