[ It will be the last— a slow movement to shelter under the lifted wing, a lift of her own arm to lay her palm lightly at the back of his shoulder— because for all the time she has spent standing by herself Alexandrie has always hated to be alone.
She forgets so often, still, that there is such a thing as 'together'. ]
I hate that I do not know if we should search for her. If she needs finding, needs aid, or if by sending it we might compromise her. That we cannot know if we should act, or wait, or grieve.
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She forgets so often, still, that there is such a thing as 'together'. ]
I hate that I do not know if we should search for her. If she needs finding, needs aid, or if by sending it we might compromise her. That we cannot know if we should act, or wait, or grieve.