Scene LXXXVI — Will the wait End.

It was a time of slow movement.

The feeling he left in her chest and vessels at their farewell remained merciless within Ewelina.

Her every day felt empty just as the grasp of her hands had been deserted once they tried to reach him, yearning to make him stay if only slightly longer.

That dusk… Her feet grew cold from standing at the spot they separated. The sadness restrained her from looking outside where the torches of their people should be waiting and would move with his guide later with his arrival below.

Regardless, the difficulty she knew would arise from watching almost was overseen if not by the help of the chambers candles… That dismissed their flames caring for the aching heart of the remaining partner within its walls.

Sleep did not come easily after that, yet her days continued to move moon after moon.