And with the press of a button, the deed is done by email. Robert’s symbolic heart monitor ceases to beep inside my mind and begins the steady tone indicating his death. His final breath exits his lungs, his eyes close and his fingers which were clasped around my hand go limp. All is still, except for the tears rolling down my cheeks. Like a brother of the night’s watch I hear these words echo through my suddenly quiet mind:
He came to us from the beginning, and never failed in his duty. He kept his vows as best he could, rode far, fought fiercely. We shall never see his like again... And now his watch is ended….