[s6e18] Searching For A: Former Clarity

He stood up, tucked the journal into his bag, and walked out into the bright, biting afternoon. He didn't know where he was going, but for the first time in half a year, he knew exactly who he was.

He closed the book and looked out the window. A young couple was laughing on the sidewalk, struggling with a broken umbrella. They were messy, soaked, and perfectly in sync. [S6E18] Searching For a Former Clarity

“The world is loud,” she had written in her loopy, hurried script. “But when I look at Elias, everything goes quiet. It’s like finding the North Star in a storm. I hope he knows he’s my silence.” A single tear hit the page, blurring the word silence . He stood up, tucked the journal into his