you learn to live without

You learn to stand alone at last

So brave, and bold, and strong, and stout

When he'd finally come home after his many days non-stop working in the Atheneum, Sam had found that despite his Ascended lack of physical tiredness, he wanted nothing more than to go to bed. Even as depressing as it was, with the flat, cold duvet laying over where Nate had once been a frequent visitor - where once, his diaries told him, Remi had laid by his side too.

At least if he was on his own he could sleep as long as he wanted without judgement and lay however he wanted to. Curling up on the edge of the bed, dragging the duvet tight around him, he stared out of the window until his eyes began to close, the odd faint sleep of those that no longer needed it catching him.

As his eyes opened again, he wasn't in his room. He was somewhere entirely different, somewhere that both gave him a shot of fear and filled him with a sort of sickly longing. He was stood looking out to sea, feet just within the surf, on the Ahi Coast. Where Remi and he had spoken; in fact if he looked to the side he could see the mark in the sand where he had fallen, somehow not taken away by the surf.

Surely Remi would spot him soon, though he found himself unable to mind too much, priorities oddly bent around as he looked at his arms, wondering why the evening sun, sinking slowly into an orange sky, did not burn.

You learn somehow to like the dark, even love the doubt

SAMUEL

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