‘I’m leaving tomorrow.’ As I expected, you utter a whole lot of objections to my statement. Though they are nice to hear, they also sound a bit shallow. You do not want me to stay, not really. I get it, you build this place, Hiraeth, a place you wish that had been, a place for you, a fresh start. I do not belong here anyway. I have to keep up my search to find my own home. What’s another few years to me? I have all the time in the world.


    The day I leave, you give me the biggest hug. I almost push you away, but I don’t. If I did not know any better, I would have thought this would be the last time we saw each other. But fate is a funny thing and the world we live in is always smaller than we think. Who knows when we will meet again. As I wave you goodbye, I feel a sadness, but also a relief wash over me. Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    I’ve spent most of my endless life protecting earth. Days and days filled fearing whether we would live to see another day, so many hours spent doubting whether I wished to see any more days. When it finally disappeared in a giant cloud of smoke it created an emptiness in me. And that emptiness remained with me as we wandered through the great emptiness that is space. But at the dawn of that morning, as Hiraeth shrinks in the distance, becomes so small again that I could hold it in the palm of my hand, that emptiness becomes a little less empty.