"Celestine!" he screamed again, but my mouth had forgotten to speak.
With the beautiful stretch of the blackish sea and the rays of the sunlight, I closed my eyes and accepted my fate of death here if it was to be so. I could not scream for a hand to help me as I was too far from any aiding hand. It was then that I felt a sharp tug near my heart as my body had suddenly stopped free-falling.
My eyes flew open, first seeing the colouring horizon upside down. Then I observed a thick golden rope-like figure rise right above the middle of my trunk, holding my body taut. It shone in great brilliance and I understood that this was his doing. He had used the bond to save me, to hold onto me and to bring me back.
"This isn't her death," Lucas cried from the edge of the cliff. "This cannot be her death. There will be no life if she dies. If she must die, I should die with her."
