Dawn Treader Valley Να πνίξεις όλα όσα οι άλλοι λεν μες τη σιωπή

last from me <33 ty for the beautiful thread as always ily

She is guarded, and he knows this.
She is hurting; hurting in ways that he himself did not know and could never understand, even as he reached for her now with that boyish part of him that longed for it.
She was not for him to claim. And for some reason, he didn't want to. Not just for some vague obligation, a brother's widow; no, no; she was not to belong to anyone ever again. He found himself smiling back.
Send them on a search of the area, see if anyone lurks, a slow exhale comes from his nostrils. I do know there is a band of coyotes who live somewhere nearby. I met with their leader. S'ari, her name was. Perhaps they could be useful allies.
He drifts through the reeds as they brush his ribs. For one fleeting moment, he looks back. I will not be far.