she doesn’t see you when you visit, and you’re beginning to think it’s for the best. You also think it’s purposefully that it is so, from her side as well as yours. You give a single stroke and more than one single look of awe at her, and you leave, as quiet and beblooded as you came.

You don’t know it, but she wakes up right when you close the door, and sees nothing but a purple cape, and the faint stains of war on her sheets.

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