It had been years since you last saw Kallias. He was your true love. Was.

As you waited anxiously at the train dock you could hear the whistle not far off. The winter air crisp and sharp against your skin

The wind was a warning you couldn’t hear. The train slowed in front of you. Soldier after soldier shuffled out

Your heart felt heavy as he still didn’t appear. But there he was. The last one to shuffle out

“Love…”

He reaches out to place a hand on your cheek but hesitates

His hand falls back to his side

His face seems frozen in stone. His eyes make it look like he hasn’t slept in these past years.

The moment he stopped receiving your letters he was terrified