Seasons of Love
03-26-2019, 06:13 AM
It was strange to wrestle with the thought of losing Novel, now that they'd been reunited; it had taken her years to come to terms with her loss before and now it was feeling considerably harder. Despite the inevitability of what would come - whether it be tomorrow, or next week, or even next season - the thought of Novel slipping away from her didn't settle well with her. Already she knew what she would do if her mate passed before her, a plan that had been laid out in her own mind, but she hadn't yet discussed it with her either. Who knew if she would. Today she was trying to keep her mind on living rather than dying, though with recent life events she knew it was hard for them both to keep that train of thought. Her own sorrow was of a different type; quiet and contemplative rather than weepy, though she didn't blame Novel whatsoever for their differences. Crying was a rarity for her, though seeing the depths of Novel's pain made it far easier to tears to fall without any warning. She felt them prick at her eyes now, a soft burning that was hard for her to ignore, even as Novel's own tears began to slow when she approached. "Was it?" Her question was a genuine one, not rhetorical or teasing; her own memories were fading, some far more hazy now than they had once been. Some memories she knew would never fade, but only the finer details. The day she'd professed her love for Novel, she couldn't remember now what season it had been, let alone if it'd been rainy or sunny or blistering cold. Those things didn't matter much though and she wouldn't dwell on it for long, as much as she wished the picture was clearer in her mind's eye. "There's really nowhere I'd rather be." Could she think of a better place? Probably not. There were wolves she longed for - what she wouldn't give to see her siblings again, if they were still alive, let alone some of her grandchildren, but she was truly content here with Novel. "What about you? Perhaps we could be on a tropical island somewhere?" The thought of them having the energy to make such a swim was almost laughable, but imagining warm sand under their paws was a pleasant thought. She nudged Novel gently, wondering what she was thinking. |
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