That You Fight Again – 6

by Silvia Ricevuti

Somehow the train station felt real again. I noticed the cold floor below my thighs and bottom.

“What do you think?” Ailith asked, offering me a hand to get up. “Can you keep fighting too, at least today?”

As I straightened my wrinkled trousers and shirt, I thought about that boulder of sadness and fear I was carrying inside. Somehow it seemed a little lighter.

“I think it can be done,” I answered.

My train was getting in.

Ailith pointed to the book I was holding: “Whenever you need to give voice to difficult thoughts, you know what to do, where to find me.”

ā€œIt’s been nice talking to you.”

We smiled at each other one last time. For the second time, I was amazed how her eyes expressed doubts and similar dreams of mine.

As I headed towards the platform, I felt some strength reborn inside, right in the middle of my chest. It wasn’t much, it wouldn’t last long, but I would have found a way to make it last me through the evening. 

I can fight one more day; tomorrow we will see.

When Jace returned to the cave, he found Ailith still sitting on the ground. Her eyes were closed and her face had a quiet smile.

“All right?” he asked.

The girl nodded. “You were right,” she replied. “Now I know what I’m fighting for. There are people counting on me. I don’t know if I can fight forever, but I know that I can fight today.ā€






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