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Apr. 26th, 2005 11:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nitro_is_aceIt may be spring, but the air is still crisp and cool as she strolls along the lake shore in the early morning light. She needs to think, somwehere away from concerned friends who would probably only be more concerned if they heard about how she had come apart last night. If Cuthbert and Alain hadn't come, she would probably still be there, hiding.
It still hurts, mo mistake about that. A deep, fierce pain that flares with every reminder of Tim and his death. However, one good thing about completely losing it is there is nowhere left to go but up. This is good, because there are things that need doing. Things to do for Tim, things to do for those left behind.
She stays outside for quite awhile, wandering around the lake while the sun climbs into the sky. When she does come inside, it's beginning to feel more like spring.
It still hurts, mo mistake about that. A deep, fierce pain that flares with every reminder of Tim and his death. However, one good thing about completely losing it is there is nowhere left to go but up. This is good, because there are things that need doing. Things to do for Tim, things to do for those left behind.
She stays outside for quite awhile, wandering around the lake while the sun climbs into the sky. When she does come inside, it's beginning to feel more like spring.
