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He could smell the wool of her beret, taste the salt in her hair from the sea breeze.
Her coat swamped her as he felt the shape of her body when they embraced. She felt so lost and fragile in his arms,
He closed his eyes and held her close. She held on to him as if she’d never let him go, but he knew the time had come to say farewell.
How he wished time would stand still and they could stay like this forever, but it could never be.
She had taught him so much in the year they had together, but where he went she could not follow. To do so would kill her, and he could not allow it.
When he kissed her for the final time, all memory of the past twelve months would be erased and she would continue with her life as if he had never existed for her.
It was the way of his people, the legacy of an alien race sent to earth to learn about Mankind. They mingle amongst us but we are none the wiser of their passing. At most, an elusive dream fragment that fades as the morning dawns or a sense of deja vu.
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