Nothing? No the silence wasn’t just nothing. Between the two there wouldn’t ever be just nothing. Even without words Anu was still able to read her, as she was sure Geneva could her. Her words were lost to the wind, only after hanging in the gap between them for a moment, then gone.
Air and energy full of warmth and cold. It washed over her and connected her with the other fey. The mix of feelings would have been overwhelming, but as she felt the curl of Geneva’s fingers around hers she knew she wasn’t alone. Together they would find the meaning, and the true purpose they had for each other.
It was only after a deep breath that she was able to smile, so genuine that it curved her face without her mind taking part. Without thought she squeezed the fingers that wrapped themselves around her own. The brisk wind that had brought the words to her howled again, and she nodded.
There was nothing. Nothing that she could give Geneva? No. Nothing that she would accept, nothing that would ever match what she gave Anu. Unsure if she had given all she could, or if nothing was all she had to offer, Anu accepted the message that lay beneath the green eyes wolf’s words.
It would get worst, even if they hoped for the better. It didn’t matter how much they wished for spring, for the blossom the bounty and the warmth of summer. They would only have winter, and with it the wind that stung their skin, even with the thickest of coats. It would touch them always, burry deep within their bones and linger until they were numb. Eve with feeling lost, a residual pain would stay in their brain would remind them how cold it truly was and how never ending it had become.
We better get home. To remind them of the things that they lived for, to remind them that they were not the only souls in the cold and frigid world and to show them that they didn’t just have each other. Anu followed, her mind disconnected to her body, and arms reached to the buck’s legs. It was easy to move it, the wind to their back, with the other wolfess to follow and the high-pitched wind she was left with only her thoughts.
As she retreated inward, there was nothing.
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