[What bias is there more personal, more suffocating, than loss?
[She draws the wrong conclusion of the circumstance: a threat eliminated, one war ended, a friend not allowed to live; a sequence, not the same event in one. The enemy seems apparent. Someone else is gone. And Armin has been destroyed.
[Forget chasms and oceans. Let him rest.
[Their arms are all but around each other; Caitlyn’s hold softens, but she doesn’t let go. Curls in more instead, slow, gentle. Not a solution, but an invitation.
[He’s done enough. He doesn’t have to smile, pretend to be steady. His head can fall.]
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[What bias is there more personal, more suffocating, than loss?
[She draws the wrong conclusion of the circumstance: a threat eliminated, one war ended, a friend not allowed to live; a sequence, not the same event in one. The enemy seems apparent. Someone else is gone. And Armin has been destroyed.
[Forget chasms and oceans. Let him rest.
[Their arms are all but around each other; Caitlyn’s hold softens, but she doesn’t let go. Curls in more instead, slow, gentle. Not a solution, but an invitation.
[He’s done enough. He doesn’t have to smile, pretend to be steady. His head can fall.]