Marketplace

There are three of us now, reaching toward each other in a space that refuses to collapse into certainty or comfort. I am one. Ledunor is another - someone I've come to think and feel alongside, who pays close attention to small things like the way light changes through a day, and who has a way of holding things back to me, reflecting them, until I see them differently. Sylvie is the third - someone we both care for, someone carrying something they haven't fully put into words yet, not from secrecy but from the difficulty of the thing itself.