Nova Peak [m]elancholic winter

Guilt, it gnawed at the lining of her stomach and lit her ablaze even further.

She never wanted to be apart from him — with the rare exception of when he went to hunt and she stayed behind to 'guard' their safe havens, even those moments were pitiful — but she had pried herself from him this morning.

I'm sorry, and she meant it in the mewl of her voice. I felt different today and I didn't...I don't— She exhaled with the weight of her confusion.

I'm glad you followed.

Even if she could not align her thoughts or make sense of even the basic things, there was comfort in his presence.