Selen sat, eyes closed, as he repeated the names of those who were missing. It was a long list, but he'd been repeating it for a day now. "Peter Grodin," he said, remembering the man who assisted Elizabeth, picturing him as he spoke the name. "Evan Lorne." He remembered the man with his lover at the Athosian table, smiling and happy. "Aiden Ford."
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She wondered, as she approached the vigil, if their new circumstance meant that there might be more of this kind of thing in the future. They were making a new path here after all, creating new traditions from old and blending cultures together. It was nothing that would not be pleasing to Lord Hanuman, Enid thought to herself with a smile.
She'd felt a little anxious at first, having promised to sing a hymn she had not sung since she was a child (not counting her semi-delirious rendition of a few days ago). Now, however, the rightness of what she was about to do resonated in her proudly.
She made her way towards the smell of burning incense and a litany of names being read, and found that it all made her feel strangely at home.
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"I trust I am not interrupting?" she asked, eager to treat this new friendship carefully, like the precious thing it was.
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But there were no others to take his place. And as Alpha, it was his responsibility, his duty, to keep watch over his people, sit through memories of times gone and hope for their safe return.
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