Dear Matilda, You’ve been gone for three days, and I have never been so conscious of time before now. I count the hours, listening for the bells to mark them. I collect each moment that you’ve been away, and I feel them gather in my bones like winter. I long for you. I do not know when this happened, when the current rose and when I let it take me, willingly, but there came a moment when I looked at you and could not breathe. There was a moment when I watched you depart, and I wanted to fall to my knees. I know that you and I come from different realms, and that you will be prone to wander, as
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