I am frightened.

Everything will change.

Everything but my fright.

Thoughts are swirling around me. I can't see anything but loneliness and worry. Every glimpse I get of his face, every touch, I can't stop whispering, "I will miss you when you go away."

What is the maximum range? How far away can he go before I die? How far into the sky can he fly before I am pulled up, snapped, and smashed? Can I stand it? Will the two parts of me grow louder and louder? Will I know how to speak to him when he returns? Will I be afraid of him? Will he despise me?

I am simple. I am weak. I am human. I am married to a demigod.