[ this place reminds her of the docks, a little. of walking next to or behind her father and his cargo. there aren't nearly enough voices here, not enough feet hitting metal, but the look of it isn't so different. the hint of familiarity helps, as does knowing that her dad's still there, doing the same thing.
missing him is an ache that's two years old already. it doesn't sting more now than it did yesterday, just because she doesn't remember getting here. ]
Are you a soldier?
[ she doesn't mind the sweetheart. that more than anything was what convinced her to trust him, after all. ]
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missing him is an ache that's two years old already. it doesn't sting more now than it did yesterday, just because she doesn't remember getting here. ]
Are you a soldier?
[ she doesn't mind the sweetheart. that more than anything was what convinced her to trust him, after all. ]