Totoka River in the evening everybody went to worship and weep

this is such a cute post i wanna keep it in here SOB!!! but we can just make this one short since the plot has been moving swiftly if u'd like <3

She thought she was alone; she had wanted to be alone, until—
Simeon. Simmy, his name comes in a muted whisper, a nickname that still stuck — my, how much they'd both grown. Her rock, her dearest brother, her shining light.
He should not have to see her like this.
He didn't even know what happened, did he?
Dinah unfurls herself like a late-autumn bloom, face hot and puffy with tears she cannot seem to halt. I love you, you know that, right? she sounded like her father. Her father, her father;
Her lanky arms reach out to pull him close, to smell the last hints of salt and lavender that linger on his shoulders. To search for something, some semblance of comfort, to sift through the rubble of her family and find the last little gemstone in the sand.
I'm sorry.