There have been some changes, and they're not simply limited to the island's return to its normal environment. Ellen has a completely new armoire in her bedroom and more dresses in her size than she could ever hope to wrangle from the clothes box, but a new wardrobe only goes so far to soothe the underlying feeling that something's still missing.
She's thinking of getting a pet - a dog, maybe, or a cat. She's heard talk of a litter of puppies that are almost on their way to being born, and she knows she doesn't have any right to stake a claim, especially for selfish reasons, but - she almost wants to know that she can look after something again, after David. That something in her care can really and truly live.
She takes the path back to her hut after enjoying dinner alone at the Winchester, taking solace in the quiet. She's not expecting to have company. She's not expecting to see something moving out in the distance, dark and silent, and despite herself, she peers into the shadows. "Hello?"
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Date: 2012-01-31 02:23 pm (UTC)She's thinking of getting a pet - a dog, maybe, or a cat. She's heard talk of a litter of puppies that are almost on their way to being born, and she knows she doesn't have any right to stake a claim, especially for selfish reasons, but - she almost wants to know that she can look after something again, after David. That something in her care can really and truly live.
She takes the path back to her hut after enjoying dinner alone at the Winchester, taking solace in the quiet. She's not expecting to have company. She's not expecting to see something moving out in the distance, dark and silent, and despite herself, she peers into the shadows. "Hello?"