Lonelyheart

[narym]

Narym sat in her room, staring out of the window. It was early in the morning, just before dawn, when the sky was begining to get a little brighter. She hadn't been able to sleep and so had sat in her chair by the window reading. The book was an adventure in some far off place and just in the last few pages the inevitable coming together of the hero and heroine had happened. She sighed. Happy ever after. As if! Not for her anyway.
She thought about Cass and Kaden, Lily and Merlin, Blaine and Fiona and of course her son Leo and Dyona. All had found each other and all were happy in that finding. But there was no hero for Narym she thought. After that lovely dinner on the roof, she hadn't seen Tristan again. He was off somewhere doing who knew what without a word to her. Everyone else was busy with each other. She was lonely. Up until she had come here to Ossidian, she had been used to being on her own with Fallow. But now she was spoilt. She had been shown love and friendship. And had had a tantalising glimpse of happiness with a man. But it all felt like ashes in her heart for she was alone again and far more aware of it than ever before.
What was best to do? she wondered. Should she stay and hope? Or go and try to make a life for herself elsewhere?
She sighed and continued to look out of the window.