Proof of Bonding
Our eyes meet through the binoculars. For a few seconds we stared at each other, wondering if Luna remembered Dakota. I don’t know, but Luna slowly closes her eyes once, and then opens them. Luna closes her eyes once, slowly, and opens them, the same “sign of trust” she had back then. Dakota lowered his binoculars and nodded. Luna is alive in there. Luna is alive in there, strong and beautiful. Dakota whispered in his mind. Thank you.
