Let The Walls Fall Down

*Dayton* · (This post was last modified: 04-10-2014, 06:37 AM by Dayton.)

As he waited for Misha to reply, the boy leaned too and took a sip from the river. The water was crisp and clean, churned by the sparkling waterfall nearby. He could still hear the sound of its crashing in his ears as Misha suddenly disappeared from his periphery. Dayton stood up straight with a jolt and whipped his head around to follow her rapid movement as she seemed to run - no, stumble - away from him. She apologized quickly, tripping over her words, and announced that she had to leave. Then she was gone, her soft fur only a flash in the trees.

The boy seemed to notice her absence more than he figured he would. That fur, vanishing around the curve of a tree, had once been curved into his body. His side suddenly felt cold and empty. This was a new emptiness, one he hadn't known himself capable of feeling.

So Dayton left the river too, walking somberly away to go explore on his own. This was the life he was used to. Things returned to normal as soon as Misha was gone. But for him, normal was miserable.

EXIT DAYTON

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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