Finally relieved

CALLISTO

Walk | Talk | Think
 
A nod of confirmation assured Callisto that she had the right of it regarding the location of Max's den. So through all the changes that had taken place, at least he had not been uprooted and dragged about by everything, and although there was a part of her that was happy for him there was a side of her that was envious as well. Why did she need to be the one whose world had gotten tossed around and discarded carelessly to right itself on its own? What could she possibly do to fix everything that had gone wrong, to feel right within herself and within the world around her? Thinking about it was just sending her in circles; she was sure there was no answer. 

Though the location was entirely off, and she had her doubts of finding herself at home in the den offered to her, she wished more than ever to retreat to it and hide there for a while, until she felt strong enough to face the full return she intended to make. "Could we go over there? I want to know which plants are mine," she asked, though it was only partly true. Maybe after she had her plants pointed out to her she could curl up there and let their familiar scents lull her into a restful sleep. To sleep on her home ground, knowing here she had a friend watching over her, was all she dared wish for at the moment, and she hoped it was not too much to ask. 

Image by Maka.