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She’s the one who goes back to pick up his body after the battle. The weight of him heavy as she carries him with just one arm, taking him back to Heaven. Back home.
She doesn’t tell others that she went back for him. Doesn’t tell them where she buries him.
Only she knows where. Only she deserves to know. They didn’t know him like she did.
She visits often. Even sheds mournful tears. Hands clutching the ground, Lute whispers what she’s never been brave enough to say before:
“I love you, Adam. I wish I could've told you sooner.”
fruitypudding Sun 01 Dec 2024 09:25PM UTC
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