*River*
"Describe the sunrise to me. I want to see it through your eyes," Norah says quietly, too quietly, as we stand beneath the tree where I had carved our initials.
I'm not certain what possessed me when I took my knife to the bark. I almost carved my true initials, almost convincing myself to reveal everything. She makes me believe in possibilities, forces me to realize that my quest for revenge has somehow gone astray, and is hurting the wrong people. Perhaps with her by my side, I can redirect my energies, find a more satisfying way to make Slade accountable for his actions.
She's been somber ever since I awakened her before dawn and made love to her. She wept afterward and told me she wanted to come here. As willing as she is to stay with me, I have to be as willing to open my h
