un: derolo | text
Dec. 10th, 2024 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[It's taken Cassandra a bit to send this message. She hadn't wanted to. She hadn't wanted to believe it. Had searched high and low to confirm that what she feared was true. Yelena is gone. And she owes it to her friend to let those who might have known her, might have cared about her, too, know about her disappearance.]
I wanted to let everyone know that Yelena Belova has
[Left. Gone home. Back to whatever is waiting for her in her world. Gone SOMEwhere, anyway. And Cassandra is devastated. Yelena is... WAS... is, family. One of the only people she trusted, and the only person she'd trusted with her past. She's never been so glad for the text feature, because she doesn't think she could do this without breaking down, otherwise. She can type while fighting back tears.]
She's gone.
[And now she's going to find somewhere high up and out of the way to sit. And mourn the loss of yet another person she cares about. (Yelena is still alive, but it feels the same. It feels just as heartbreaking.)]
I wanted to let everyone know that Yelena Belova has
[Left. Gone home. Back to whatever is waiting for her in her world. Gone SOMEwhere, anyway. And Cassandra is devastated. Yelena is... WAS... is, family. One of the only people she trusted, and the only person she'd trusted with her past. She's never been so glad for the text feature, because she doesn't think she could do this without breaking down, otherwise. She can type while fighting back tears.]
She's gone.
[And now she's going to find somewhere high up and out of the way to sit. And mourn the loss of yet another person she cares about. (Yelena is still alive, but it feels the same. It feels just as heartbreaking.)]