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Ramsay too felt relief that the black top no longer seared his paws as he made his way back to his dwelling and daughter. Deep cuts from another victim of a dog’s glory, brought a satisfying sting to his skin. However, despite this, a pulsing pain in his chest continued to make his every step heavier than the last.\n\n Ramsay’s heart was not injured, not typically so. It burned, yet his essence ran cold. Her face flashed in his mind in an instant. Though on the surface it seemed he experienced a minor annoyance, on the inside, a boiler was gaining pressure. Why did she keep haunting his mind? The dog he knew was gone, so why wouldn't she accept her passing in his mind too?\n\nThe ground continued to cool as Ramsay pressed home. A familiar jingle in his ear, stopped his thoughts, steps and heart. Ramsay hadn't realized that he had made his way to her old home. 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His stomach twisted and his head began to spin as his pace slowed to a staggering crawl. Any moment then he thought he was going to be violently ill. Ever since that day, these damned thoughts had been replaying in his mind over and over again, like a skipping record player. It was beginning to weigh down on him.\n\n [i]‘Why did she have to leave?! Did she not realize that she could be killed? How could she leave Meera alone and… and…’[/i] his thoughts fogged, although dusk came, it felt like molten heat dripped on his crown and spine. Bile began to make its way up his systems. Even as he stopped to take a drink, a chemical taste further threw him over the edge.\n\n [i]‘Why?! How could she?! She knew the risks in her foolish job and left with that human anyway! What am I supposed to do now without her by my side?!’[/i]\n\n “Daddy?”\n\nThe world stopped spinning, the heat on his shoulders evaporated, and his vision cleared to see his young daughter, Meera, waiting for him at the entrance of their home. Her expression immediately brightened, smiling from ear to ear, tail wagging, and eyes glimmering. She ran over to her father as quickly as her stubby little legs could muster. Once she had reached him, she began hopping up and down enthusiastically, desperately wanting him to bend down so she could shower him with kisses and nuzzles.\n\nThough his head still pounded and his stomach swirled, witnessing his pride and joy made all things better with the world. He chuckled, lowering himself down to meet his daughter’s affection.\n\n “Daddy, you took so long to come home, can you play with me?” Meera implored.\n\n “Perhaps tomorrow, Dad’s not feeling well.” Ramsay sighed heavily.\n\n “Pleeeease? 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Ramsay’s heart was not injured, not typically so. It burned, yet his essence ran cold. Her face flashed in his mind in an instant. Though on the surface it seemed he experienced a minor annoyance, on the inside, a boiler was gaining pressure. Why did she keep haunting his mind? The dog he knew was gone, so why wouldn't she accept her passing in his mind too?
The ground continued to cool as Ramsay pressed home. A familiar jingle in his ear, stopped his thoughts, steps and heart. Ramsay hadn't realized that he had made his way to her old home. The familiar sight continued, it stiffened his muscles as he made his way to see what was left of the abandoned house.
He peered between the pickets of the fence. Nothing. No sign of her, nor her owner in a deafening silence. ‘I suppose,’ he sighed to himself, ‘the jingling of her collar was a part of my imagination after all.’ Instead of this revelation giving him relief, his consciousness grew cloudier with more questions. ‘Why can't I forget about her? I've witnessed others live and die everyday. How is it she’s so different?’ The entire situation was all too new to him, he had never been one to commit to any type of relationship. Whether it was friendship, intimacy, or even acquaintanceship, all of it just seemed pointless to him… and yet, he had allowed her to be closer than all three.
He could feel himself beginning to grow more frustrated as these thoughts continued to plague him. His stomach twisted and his head began to spin as his pace slowed to a staggering crawl. Any moment then he thought he was going to be violently ill. Ever since that day, these damned thoughts had been replaying in his mind over and over again, like a skipping record player. It was beginning to weigh down on him.
‘Why did she have to leave?! Did she not realize that she could be killed? How could she leave Meera alone and… and…’ his thoughts fogged, although dusk came, it felt like molten heat dripped on his crown and spine. Bile began to make its way up his systems. Even as he stopped to take a drink, a chemical taste further threw him over the edge.
‘Why?! How could she?! She knew the risks in her foolish job and left with that human anyway! What am I supposed to do now without her by my side?!’
“Daddy?”
The world stopped spinning, the heat on his shoulders evaporated, and his vision cleared to see his young daughter, Meera, waiting for him at the entrance of their home. Her expression immediately brightened, smiling from ear to ear, tail wagging, and eyes glimmering. She ran over to her father as quickly as her stubby little legs could muster. Once she had reached him, she began hopping up and down enthusiastically, desperately wanting him to bend down so she could shower him with kisses and nuzzles.
Though his head still pounded and his stomach swirled, witnessing his pride and joy made all things better with the world. He chuckled, lowering himself down to meet his daughter’s affection.
“Daddy, you took so long to come home, can you play with me?” Meera implored.
“Perhaps tomorrow, Dad’s not feeling well.” Ramsay sighed heavily.
“Pleeeease? Just for a little?” Meera begged.
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