“If I must fade,' he said, 'I would like to fade remembering this as my last waking dream.'
'Don't go,' she whispered. 'Hold on, for me. We are so close.'
He touched her cheek. 'Only promise me one thing,' he said. 'If I do go, give us a happy ending, will you? In your book?'
'I don't believe in endings,' she said, but he only smiled at her, and faded slowly from view.”