An Old New World

Chapter 12 - Paleontologist's Pleasure

Bartemius delved into his passion, studying paleontology with great satisfaction. He quenched his thirst for knowledge of old beasts, marveling at their size, and how they feast.

With every discovery, his mind would race. The thrill of learning, his heart did embrace.

But one day, while researching with great zeal, a heavy feeling, his heart began to feel.

He pondered the possibility of wild boars, in the Cretaceous period, a thought that roars. But as he researched, his heart grew sad, a feeling of loss left him feeling bad.

In sorrowful plight, Bartemius sat, his heart heavy with a weight he couldn't combat.

Limué, with concern, gazed at his face, and Bartemius knew he must speak with grace.

"I miss them," he spoke, his voice but a whisper, Limué's hand on his shoulder, a comforting glister.

"Howard and Max, my dear friends of old, their lives they gave, for mine to uphold."

Bartemius' voice, choked with emotion, his heart heavy with a sense of devotion. Guilt weighed on him, for their sacrifice great, and he couldn't help but bemoan his fate.

Limué held him close, an embrace of care, letting him release his emotions laid bare. For the leaf-eating T-Rex and the small Mosasaur were more than friends, they were companions for sure.

"They showed me the value of standing up for what's right, of cherishing those who love us, with their might. Their loyalty and friendship, beyond compare, and now, their memory, forever I'll wear." Bartemius' words, tugged at Limué's heart, a reminder of how life can quickly depart. But she knew, with steadfast love and support, Bartemius, would find a way to exhort.

For in the memory of Howard and Max, Bartemius found a strength, a courage that relax. And though their loss, he would forever mourn, their love and sacrifice, a beacon to adorn.

Limué knew there was no stopping him. Pray, let me regale thee with the love of Limué, whose heart was seized by a love so all-encompassing, it could not be denied. Her very soul had surrendered to the man who possessed an insatiable thirst for adventure, a spirit so valiant and dauntless that no boundary could contain it. Nay, his devotion burned with a fervor so intense that he would gladly lay down his life for her, even as she would for him. 

Bartemius ventured forth into the depths of his heart's true desire, never to forget the dear companions, Howard and Max. But he knew that his grief must not hinder his path, and instead, he opened his heart to the love given by two unlikely companions, who guided him home.

Thus, Bartemius continued his explorations, pushing boundaries and venturing into the unknown, with Limué by his side, his partner, his lover, his strength, and now, his beloved wife. Together, they braced themselves for any challenge that may come their way, for they had discovered the secret of life - to live fully, one must embrace the adventure their heart yearns for. And even when lost, they knew that the butterflies of fate would guide them towards the unforgettable quest, singing tales of their journey...

'We'll fly high and spread our wings,
With the power of love, they'll bring us down never!
We'll soar through the storms and sing,
Our courage will guide and keep us together!

It's never a trail he'll wander alone,
And there's no place to far to go,
He found himself, and the one who embraces,
You're never lost when you found your home...'