This loss feels like a welcome home

I will be your compass. Zee. His North Star. His touchstone to right and wrong. He knew she would be smacking upside his head right now if she were here.
But she wasn’t here, and she would never be here again.

Tamsyn promised him she would draw the line for them. He would trust in her knowledge of right and wrong, but he would not ask her to be his touchstone in life. He was quite certain that would be on the wrong side of her line.

“I understand.” He said softly. The both of them had more holes than swiss cheese in their hearts. They were throwing so much emotion upon each other. Battering down their strengths.
“I’ll trust you.” He said, climbing painfully to his paws. It would be easier if every single paw pad didn’t ache. He kept the load off the one that hurt the most, and hobbled back to the bed. He didn’t want to stay in bed forever, but moving his bulk out of this room would be too hard right now.


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