Stavanger Bay Rose

She started to cry again, a quiet flood of tears for now; the mess and noise of true weeping would come later, when Lestan was gone. Her paws lingered over his, unwilling to let him go even as she accepted it. Reverie feared that the stress of his absence would send her into another abrupt downward spiral, as it had when he'd left her behind on that beach. But she did not say this.
There's - a path. A bridge you can cross, but the water covers it sometimes, She murmured instead, trying to control her emotions. Failing. I love you. Reverie blinked several times, vision blurred by the tears that would not stop coming.