Somewhere, somehow, I had become submerged in darkness with seemingly no way out. No way out. I should have lost hope, but there was one memory that saved me, kept me going when nothing else mattered. You were my hope. As long as I remembered you, I would fight.
I should have given up—there was no way out of my prison—but there was one thing that kept me going, and that was you. The Pebble, a short story by Amanda Tucker. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at: http://www.gypsyshadow.com/AmandaTucker.html#Pebble