Redsand Canyon prehendo

she was weeping openly now, placing space between he and she.

germanicus did not follow.

and he did not know how he could respond, or if he might.

you were the first to see me.

and in that there was his innate selfishness, to not have seen fennec first.

germanicus felt as though he should pursue her. that he should not. that he should fight for the threads of who they were. that he should speak of love. that he should not. 

that he should respect fennec by allowing her the absence of his presence.

in the end he only followed her with a last helpless step before reining himself sharply and with an exhale of breath meant only for himself and her to hear.

tears, tasted; he would let them fall.