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Idalie was his treasure, his spark in this world once so cold she was the only warmth he could see, he could feel and didn't lose hope. When he went through that door, it had been to bring her the sun back, bring her that warmth, the summers here in Mythris he had yet to experience, even if it meant he died doing it, she could live somewhere that did not threaten to nip your ears off just from being so cold.
So when he saw that golden fur, off in the distance, he bounded, he bolted, his limbs stretching as far as they could to meet up with her, pull her into his fur, to tell her what he'd meant to say before he left, before he got wrapped up in all this. His cheek stung so painfully, as the air nipped at the torn skin.
Idalie! Il mio sole!
He called out, his voice strained with emotions he now knew the name of, thanks to Vasili and mother. He knew now what these feelings were this entire time, his heart thrummed in his chest like it might fly away, it hummed low in his ears as he skidded to a stop, allowing her to finish that distance and when he felt her collide, his paws came to wrap around her shoulders, his nose burying into her chest.
Mio sole.. Idalie, ti amo, ti amo, tanto.. Mi dispiace di essere andato via.



