Lonely Castle in the Mirror

by Mizuki Tsujimura

She understood the fear. Not knowing what the future would be for her, not knowing how long she’d be like this. Seeing people who were moving on was enough to make her feel an excruciating pain in her chest.

I do have friends, she told herself. Even if I never make any more, I’ll know I did have friends. Right here. Right now. And I’ll have that for the rest of my life.

She would never know the sequel to their lives, no matter how much she worried about them now, in this moment. And this hurt. Please be well, all of you.