Theea
i have been trying to wander more
I step back from the southern path and let myself breathe. Lanterns hang true again, little moons strung along the walk. The flagstones are clean; no more glittering hazards underfoot. For a moment I just…take it in. After everything the Family left behind, it feels good to put something back where it belongs.
I tilt my head, squinting past the Celestine’s soft twilight to where real sunlight slips between rooftops. Later than I thought. Good progress, at least.
Gloves off, I gather what I brought—tuck it in my pack, and lift the heavy sack of swept glass. It clinks like bottled stars as I carry it back toward the office.
At the square, plop the sack of glass into the trash, dust my hands, and step inside. Lena’s there. I offer a quick, steady nod.
“Unicorn gate’s back on its hinges—Soh and I hammered the worst of the bends out and rehung it. A stallion was riled up, but I calmed him and made sure the latch sits clean.” I lift a finger toward the south. “On my path: cleared all the broken glass and untangled the lantern ropes, rehung what I could reach. Lights are straight and secure again.”
I glance to the door, thinking of the foals nosing my sleeves. Then back to Lena. “Anything else you want me on next?”
Theea gathers all her things and reports back to Lena with what she accomplished.
I tilt my head, squinting past the Celestine’s soft twilight to where real sunlight slips between rooftops. Later than I thought. Good progress, at least.
Gloves off, I gather what I brought—tuck it in my pack, and lift the heavy sack of swept glass. It clinks like bottled stars as I carry it back toward the office.
At the square, plop the sack of glass into the trash, dust my hands, and step inside. Lena’s there. I offer a quick, steady nod.
“Unicorn gate’s back on its hinges—Soh and I hammered the worst of the bends out and rehung it. A stallion was riled up, but I calmed him and made sure the latch sits clean.” I lift a finger toward the south. “On my path: cleared all the broken glass and untangled the lantern ropes, rehung what I could reach. Lights are straight and secure again.”
I glance to the door, thinking of the foals nosing my sleeves. Then back to Lena. “Anything else you want me on next?”
Theea gathers all her things and reports back to Lena with what she accomplished.
i have been trying to breathe more, to love my lostness
