Every Day Like The Last

She wasn’t much different after she had left Valta and Arcturus. In some ways she felt different but at heart she knew she wasn’t. There would always be a part of her that was with him though. He would be her first for everything. He’d probably never truly leave her mind.

She returned back to the grande where he had met her, not because of Arcturus but because this was home before. This is where her mom died, this is where she had to learn how to survive on her own. Maybe reason to not come back here, but she wouldn’t know where else to go.

She moved back into regular routines of living alone, keeping a small store in her den that was somehow still here. Hunting smaller game while she didn’t need much to sustain herself. Walking through life like there was nothing meant making it to tomorrow. There wasn’t, just to survive. She lit a fire for the night to warm herself up before going to sleep, laying down with the front half of her body outside of the den. Watching the flames, maybe seeming lost in thought but really just blacking everything out. How could she make herself forget?

"Vanille"
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