The spaces between us

*Hazel* · 03-24-2023, 04:36 PM

She'd miss him. She couldn't help but already miss him. Still, they had their walk, and that was time Hazel wouldn't waste being all sad and shit. It was a decent walk, and a nice enough day. Bas got to go on an adventure, and she'd be back in the Armada, doing the same things as always. There was comfort in certainty, and she had developed enough certainty to keep herself from coming undone. Though Hazel wouldn't admit it, parts of her were still healing.

"If I get tired I'm just going to make you carry me," she grinned, pretending to collapse into his shoulder for a step or two. She couldn't help but tease and prod, things that hadn't change. Things that would never change. "I can't even imagine how bored I'm going to be with you gone, ya know." Hazel remarked as they walked. It felt like the nice day and clear skies were mocking her, to a degree. How could a day so nice feel so crummy?

"Hazel" & "Basilisk"

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