We Are Better Together
No one seemed to notice it, except for me. It was stood on the edge of the clearing and seemed to be staring at me with some intent. Could she want something? She? Yes, somehow, even from a distance, I know the wolf is female. I look back at my company and realise I only have a vague sense of who they are, and only If I focus. I can't quite make out their faces. It's impossible, but somehow some of the figures are simultaneously two people. Each figure is like a slab of clay, which I unconsciously mould and project the image of the person I desire. There's an odd mix of people. Those who know Mara and Lena, but I know them all. People who belong to two separate lives. They shouldn't know each other, yet they talk and laugh amongst themselves like old friends. They seem aware of my presen
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