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run was exactly what I needed to clear my head, and doing it with Dirge was somehow better than running alone. In the past, I’d always enjoyed being alone. It never bothered me because people—outside a very select few—were dangerous.
But being with Dirge filled a hole I hadn’t known I carried inside, lent me an air of safety even as we tore through unfamiliar surroundings. When my sides heaved with effort and the sun sank below the horizon, we turned back for the guesthouse where we were staying.
I shifted back to let us into our room and dropped my abandoned shoes inside the door. Dirge waited while I showered, humming to myself as I scrubbed out the shampoo and then slathered on the conditioner. Thoughts whirled through my mind like little tornadoes, each new line of thought d
