Literature
His Butler, Everlasting: Prologue
"Antonio...ANTONIO!!!"
Another shout and still nothing...silence fell as the echo of the frantic Italian's cry stilled in the wind. Blood was everywhere, staining the clothes on the Spaniard's body and seeping into the snow on the ground around him. Lovino shook the older man roughly, his voice hoarse from shouting, his eyes stinging with tears as he cried out again.
"Mi amor, please, WAKE UP!!!"
He trembled, from both the cold winters bite and his own fear...the fear of being alone, that Antonio was gone forever. He couldn't bare that thought, he couldn't live without him. Again he looked up, scanning the area around him.
"PLEASE SOMEO