And The Raven Never Stopped Singing

While her fingers were holding her head and drowning through the white hair, the pair of a blue eyes were staring around with a light of a strong desperation. The man standing behind the small, young lady was holding a gun in his hand.
But still she was protecting him. Surrounded by an assault team with the helicopter above their heads, a raw wind smacked their faces in the new wave of a gloomy weather.
The whole situation in the middle of the winter field was lingering until the snow appeared and the first snowflakes dropped in the strands of the girl's white hair. She didn't know how this will take. But the man behind her leaned in, sending a few goodbye whispers to her ears.
A very confident fear took a control over her facial expression and she turned to him. And the loud noise of a shot was carried through the falling snow. A pair of a blue eyes was open wide in such a panic as the man fell into her arms. But he was so heavy. Falling down to the first snow, her arms were holding him tight.
K turned to man to lay him on his back so she could see his face. It was full of a fear, just like her face. And the tears were dropping down on him. She could see now his mouth filling with a dark red liquid.
K heard a steps behind her rushing to the couple, there were even some words but she didn't care. Her hands covered in a blood as she tried  to stop the bleeding from the wound.
"Never - don't - never forget...-"
"I won't. But please...stay. Stay with me. Stay here."
And his hands wrapped around hers, placing them away from the bleeding injury. It was useless to stop the river of a blood. She could barely see him now. It was blurry and full of a tears.
"I - I love you."
"Please, stay. Please..."
And then the light from the dark eyes was gone. Everything was gone. There was nothing important. Only the loud scream of the young lady remained. Looking up to the sky, gasping, the cold snowflakes were smacking her face and welcoming her into the cold darkness.
A raven sitting on the tree began to sing a sad song. There was nothing but a deep sadness left. Her face was resting on the chest on the dead man and the drop of the tears has created a mixture with a blood.
But suddenly somebody took her by the shoulders, trying to pull her away from the man of her life. How could they? How dare...?
The complete desperation made her took a gun and shot. The bullet hit one of those officer. And then the another one hit her right shoulder. It was forced from the helicopter.
And as she fell on her knees to the dead love, she tried to aim and shot again. But she didn't success.
The death was painful. Immensely painful. What was the voice saying? What they was screaming? Everything was blurry and dizzy. With the tight embrace of her love, she hoped to see him again. And even the lungs was full of a blood and she couldn't breath, she never stopped love. Because the hope was stronger. And that raven on the tree has never stopped singing. They were innocent. The bride and the groom.