all washed up

She was so tired, but she wasn’t sure she would be able to sleep. Her head was a deafening buzz of thoughts and questions. They had so much to plan for, so much to do. So many questions to answer, and so little clues. But as Rhyme placed his head gently over her, she felt them begin to quiet. She breathed softly, feeling his warmth chase away the chill. She realised in that moment that things could be so much worse - she could be here alone, without this wolf beside her. With Rhyme, she would never be alone.

“We’ll figure this out” She whispered quietly, and finally, finally, she closed her eyes. Letting sleep take her far from here.


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