For the Friend of my Heart,  Lancefoxy

My dear Lance...

It has been three months since I first talked to you, on that horrible photo of you being torn apart from the inside out. Three months since I extended my hand towards you, ready to pull you out of the lake of depression, prepared to fall in myself.

Three months since we became friends.

And still, to this day, I just can’t believe how lucky I am that you became my friend.

Lance, the things that you have done for me over the past three months are just heroic. From every single one of my moments of darkness and gloom, you shone bright and clear, blowing away the dark with your compassion. And you wrapped your hand around mine, and pulled not only with strength, but with dedication and love, until I was clear.

And now, Lance, I’m there. I think I’ve done it.

Lance, there is no way in which I can thank you for your devotion to me. Your friendliness. Your humour. You’ve been there for me ever since we met. And I can only hope that we can be there for each other in the future.

I thought that I’d revive a scene from one of our first proper role-plays: us, as a team, on our airship. And you see me holding you. And that’s the thing. No matter how high we are off the ground, how far we are from comfort and happiness, never forget that your Guardian Tiger will never let you go.

I apologise that this piece isn't very good, but I'm exhausted, and I can't make you wait longer...

Let those words tide you over, if nothing else...

Lance. Thank you, for everything...

Lance is © to  Lancefoxy
Tene is © to  Tenebryocta
Artwork is © to  Tenebryocta