Since that night, just a day prior, the petite coydog had found a glimmer of peace. That didn't quite clear up the nightmares, the hidden fear and grief. Having Hadley taken from her, everything seemed to take a layer painfully from her soul. She had Fritz. It was truly love she felt for the spotted giant, finding everything she could wish for in the gentle dog. And over time, it would all pass. Her dreams would play out just fine. She had thought the remainders of the pain had all been vanished. But seeing Ismeme again--pregnant with Hadley's children, it only strengthened the grief. What she had done was stupid, running down to the ocean to outlet everything. And perhaps, it had saved her from aspiring to hurt Isa and her coming pups.
Sel hated being young. Fritz was two years older, and surely he did not see her as a grown woman. She didn't look like one anyway. She had seen so much, had so much happen for her lifetime. Who knew how long it would take before things finally settled down, when things would be close to normal. That night, as the sun set on the cool ocean, when the dark fell over like a blanket before her; the petite hybrid crept out towards the ocean once again. The tide long since swept away the shards of sharp glass, along with the droplets of crimson she did not feel. The surf taking them out towards the rest of the world. The evidence of her explosion was gone. Nothing but a memory she wished to disappear. Was she slipping into a fathomless insanity? How long would it be before the bottle, or any other object smashed upon one of the crew? Fritz? Even the children she so wished to bear.
The cool air was gulped in quietly, terrified to sleep with the image of Ismeme's enlarged belly, the signs of her failure to keep love alive. What disturbed the tawny doe the most, was that it upset her. Selene was in paradise! A mate, a charming crew of pirates. It couldn't be long until they all came together. When good things would happen. The waves rolled in and out of the dark sand at her feet, a black bandaged hand clutched close to her heart. The glass had been long since pried away. But the truth remained. Another series of scars to remined her of her loss, her inability to keep her emotions contained.
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