but I feel them here — stargazing

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— s͢uv̷i͡ ̷k̛iir͜a ó f͞a҉olá҉in | t̢àn̢glewo̧o̷̢d̷͢ | medic —

Gentle greetings and murmured words.  Golden ears flicked back, her head turning to slightly incline.  Da. Father. Such a wonder he saw his daughter still, and not a stranger.  Surely she was strange, but only acceptance had she found in his old eyes.  Love.  Compassion.  Familiar and... Strange.

Her eyes dance for a second, in the darkness, flashing towards the sky before returning to the earth.  Brother. Art.  The memories of her older brother surfaced quicker, stronger than most.  Her heart tore.  When she'd gotten separated form her siblings, she found her father, but a father did not replace a brother or sister.  He did not prevent the loneliness entirely, much less as Kiira's memories fought in confusion.  Alone.  Alone.  Alone.

The stars were all she held onto.  The only source of familiarity when everything else disappeared and left her alone.

Did Art teach her their names? Hard to say now.  Her chest felt funny.  Lungs heavy.  A bird fluttering.  I've always known their names... No... Art...  "I k-know t-them all." Neither confirmation or denial, in memory of nights, cloudy and clear, spent outside staring up to the unreachable sky.  Beautiful and mysterious.

"… I-I miss him." The words hurt, as if voicing them only amplified the pain.  For once she felt no greatness for this ability to speak.  Dully, her fur gleamed a somber glow.

— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —