The Shift

They hugged each other and cried, though it had been only two hours since they last met.

They were strong individuals, but tormented by the agony of being lost in an alien place. They could not speak or read the local language. Phone calls did not go through for reasons unknown. It took ages rewinding through the numerous floors.

She overlooked a few kind expressions, in her quest of seeing that one familiar face.

Only today did she realise that a known anathema was better than strange friends, in an alien country. A shift was happening, more than the expressions…


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