year five

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I haven't heard from you in months.
I know you're out there, establishing the new world but I miss you. I miss having you here, close to where I can confide in you.
The scar no longer burns, but the pain still does.
I'm trying, believe me I am.
I think the only things keeping me sane are my talks with Judith. She loves Greek and Roman mythology almost as much as I do. She begs me to tell her a story whenever we call and I do. And every time our calls end, I tell her that one day we'll see each other again.
It's been almost three years since I've seen her. Three years since Alexandria closed itself off from the rest of the world. It's been more than five years since I've stepped foot into Alexandria and I can only hope that the community we once called home is okay.
No matter how long it's been, I promise her that we'll see each other again, and she makes me cross my heart. And I do. It reminds me of my promises to Glenn. It also reminds me of the scar on my back and what I lost to help Daryl and Michonne save her but, when I speak to her, it all seems worth it. It is worth it.
Solaris isn't what it used to be. It's hope is gone but we're trying. I'm trying.
I can only hope it will be enough.
Please let me know that you and Hershel are okay. Please, Maggie.

- Clary

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