Cerulean Cape I miss chasing down the morning light and all those sleepless nights
suspended between survival and civility
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His childish mannerisms caused her chest to squeeze painfully; he could have easily been one of her own, born only days apart from her children.  Was this how big Yakone was now?  Or Nunataq, or Marten? 

She met the kind blue of his eyes and felt her own begin to mist, but a beat later she bit it back down to something manageable, something she could swallow.  Next year, she wouldn't fail her children so miserably.

No, she supplies, turning her body to face the silhouette of Wheeling Gull and pointing like a hunting dog, there.  Come with?
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RE: I miss chasing down the morning light and all those sleepless nights - by Reigi - October 30, 2018, 07:05 PM