Pale moonlight illuminates her snow white skin as rough, calloused fingers softly brush her face, wiping crystaline tears away.
Warm breath ghosts across her neck, while a slow and steady heartbeat begins to race.
They embrace, so familiar, so foreign, so warm.
Lifting her head, she gazes into the warm eyes of the man before her.
So soft, so gentle he seems, as he leans in to capture her moist, plump lips as his own.
And at this moment time becomes still, if only for a moment.
A shiver runs down her spine as his hands travel across her skin before reaching their destination.
He smiles into their kiss when he locates his prize.
Taking the object, a sharp metallic sound permiates their slice of heaven.
Soon he deepens the kiss, lifting his new found possesion to her neck.
Weakly pulling away, she looks at him with questioning eyes; a nod is her only answer.
Raising her arm, she gently traces her hand across his face before letting it drop to his still arm, tentatively retreiving the object held within.
Once again, she raises her arm and he catches a glimpse of the object before it reaches his temple.
Smiling, she wishes to tell him that she loves him.
However she does not.
It's a message that need not be spoken.
A loud click echoes, sealing this moment forever.

And in that last perfect moment, the deafening silence was torn apart by a slice and a bang.