He has almost reached the bridge. If he reaches it and crosses it, he will escape me forever, and I must return to the Grandmothers to face my disgrace. But he speaks to me--in my language. Can it be that...we were mistaken?
Cover credit to the amazing @kenzie_writes!
Author's note: This piece was supposed to be a short story, but the most consistent feedback I've gotten on it is that it feels like the start of a much longer piece. If you have any ideas or insight regarding how to create a sense of closure, please leave a comment or message! Thank you!
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