[Manardariel]

"I lost Della."

Fiona stared. That was all she was worried about now? Her doll and a necklace??

Fiona wanted to say something harsh, but the words got stuck on the way. She didn´t want to be the one who was brave. She didn´t want to be the one who never cried. She didn´t want to be the one in charge. She just wanted to lean on her father´s lap and listen to him tell her everything was all right. She wanted to play on te swing and listen to Rian´s singing through the open kitchen window. She wanted to play tag with her brothers. She wanted Shadow´s fur caressig her face. She wanted to sit on the porch banaster and teach Porridge to roll over and play dead. And most of all, she wanted things to go back to normal again.

Next to her, Elena wa still crying, and Fiona felt like joining her. Tears swelled up in her own eyes, and before she could even do something, she felt her cheeks get wet and was blinded in a set of tears.

Shyly, she reached out for Elena´s hand. The other girl clasped it tight, and they both wept, for what they had lost and what they had experienced.

At least, Fiona thought, and she was strangely comforted by this; At least we have each other...