Days passed since the incident and i felt no better than i did on that day.
I went back to our spot the next day but she wasn't there , not that i expected her to be, but some part of me hoped that she would be.
I kept going back , but after a week , i stopped .
I blew it . I really lost her . She was not coming back .
It made me feel empty, like she stole some part of me when she left.
On more than one occasion i would turn around , asking Cal -- no Callie , for her opinion , but was greeted with an empty space .
Losing her was one of the most painful things that had happened to me . She was the only one who actually knew me , who actually made me feel normal .
And now she's gone .
I passed my days buried in magic research , burying myself so deep in it that emotions ceased to matter .
At least the that wolf was good for something. I thought bitterly .
Following the incident , i went to the estate library to search what exactly that monstrous beast was.
It was a good distraction.
I discovered that in each pack of wind wolves , there would be a leader . These 'leaders' were like the elite version of normal wind wolves , with more extravagant marks on its' head, classified High.
The classification for beasts goes as follows , Low , Med , High , Arch , Divine and Catastrophe, in ascending order.
Normal wind wolves would be classified as a Low-level danger .
We really were lucky to survive .
I had thought more than once , but those kinds of thoughts lead to more unpleasant ones, mostly of her.
Some nights , i would dream of that day , the scene replaying itself in my mind vividly , forcing me to remember . Each time , i would wake up , tears rolling down my face .
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It has been 3 months since the incident. Currently , it was Mid to Late Summer.
But , i still could not get her hurt expression out of my mind . My memory of the incident was clear as day , tormenting me , forcing me to relive it .
Sometimes i cursed my good memory, today was one of those times .
I kept thinking of apologizing to her , but she was never at our usual spot . I tried to ask around about her in town but there was no one that went by her name .
During our time together , she never revealed much personal information , much like me , so my search was drastically harder.
Now i regret not asking her .
I wanted to be considerate of her feelings, when i saw how uncomfortable she was on the topic of her father, i didn't want to bring up any more bad memories than i already had.
I tried expanding my search radius , determined to find her to apologize , but it was as if she had disappeared into thin air , not a single trace of her was left.
I soon gave up my search , a part of me knowing that i could never find her .
Cal - no Callie - was smart , if she wanted to be found , she would be. If she wanted to disappear , she would .
Today i was doing some self experiments on mana manipulation , i wanted to try forcing my mana in place , so that it does not dye my hair .
I was doing it at the manor's garden , which was not so much a garden and more of a training area . I did not want to go back to the forest , for reasons.
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