Once Upon A Midnight Dreary"I have to leave," Lilah sharply repeats.
"Lilah!" Wesley pleads with her. "Don’t go."
"Talk to the almighty god damned powers that be. I love you. "
Almost serenely she says, "I try to watch over you."
At that very moment, the window flies open, free of its fastenings and he knows she is gone. The purple curtains wave in the frigid wind and Wesley feels the icy rain on his face. Wesley finds himself back at his desk halfway across the room, where he woke up before Lilah came.
He goes over to the bookshelf, sees the books are still in their places. The door is bolted shut. He does not remember closing it.
He goes to the open window and stands there, letting droplets drip down his face, trying to judge the very thin line between sanity and delusions.
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!
-Edgar Allan Poe, "The Raven"
~Fin~