Date: 1 Jan 2025 20:55 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] I am tired I am weary)
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Octavia gave another soft hum as she gently brushed some sand off of Duke's foot. It sounded a little far away, distracted. Like maybe she was listening to the distant noise from the party they'd left behind, more than she was listening to them.

And maybe she was.

But what it was doing was making her think about the end of the year, beginning of the next one, rituals and symbols and turning over a new leaf. She thought about what she'd got from one of the tourists and stuffed down her top, and cycles and paths and them.

And she said, "I miss us."

It sounded a little more present.
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