Mist

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Story: Mist
Year: 954 FY
Characters: Nida
Warnings: References to murder and guilt over committing one


It's cool in the garden, cool and misty,
and she dreams that her husband's hand is
on her shoulder, in her hair,
his head resting on her shoulder,
watching the dew glisten on the flowers.

He's not there.
She knows he's not there.
He died a year ago, she buried him,
she killed him and she buried him.
It's only a dream, she knows it's only a dream.

But she clings to the moment,
to the dream of his hands on her,
his love cocooning her
the way it used to, because,
More than anything, she wishes it was real.