Look, I've been writing. So much. I want to share, but I only feel okay doing so in little niblet excerpts, because I'm obsessively protective of my ideas. Here's a bite of what I wrote today, a tiny piece of an enormous whole.
Lybica went to the opening again, and urged Beta to enter.
She whined and shied away from the opening. Then Lybica turned to me, motioned
for me, with her giant, tufty paw, to go to Beta. I let my feet carry me to my
friend.
I offered her consolation. “Beta, this won’t hurt. I just
have to lead you in.” I petted her and hugged her body to mine, but still she
refused to trust me.
She shook and whined, fighting me with all her power. “I don’t
want to die, Enid. I’m not ready.” And she closed her eyes to the world as her
feelings rattled through her body.
“Will you die?”
“Oh yes, Enid. I will. I will still be here, of course, just
like you and Lybica, but part of me will be gone and I will be forever chained
to you, to this tree. I love you, my friend, and would do anything for you, but
this sacrifice shakes me to my core, leaves me scared. Please hold me and carry
me.”
I crouched beside the enormous she wolf, gathered her
hulking, sobbing mass into my arms, and began to stumble over my own tired legs
as I carried her toward the opening. The light shone out into the darkness,
throwing wild shadows all around us, and I was Charon, shuttling this beast to
her next destination. But I was a beast, too, no higher, no lower, a friend
gently urging the shutter aside to join the world one step over.
Cheers.
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