King Elk Forest Salt and Pepper

where my notification for this at doe?? sorry!

it was exactly what she needed to rally, this strange tenderness.  in this moment she realizes this is what she has done for others, and what she must do again.

thank you.  it's scarcely a whisper but in the crisp, quiet air between them it's audible.  you're right.  i'm.  i'm sorry, for being like this.  but you're right.

she laughs, genuinely, laying beside the silvery woman as she throws her head up to the sky to survey the stars — his stars — but they were hers too.  he does not own them, he does not own her.

what do i wish for, though?  what did you wish for?