after an iteration whose number you could never guess, it has been so long, you finally save them. you are able to be with them, you are together.
the loop has changed you, you have looped for hundreds of years at a minimum. the phrase "the world of tomorrow" is stuck in your head for all of wednesday, so much that the first day you finally have together, truly together, is all but ruined. not that anything could ruin that.
they know it changed you. they can't fathom what you've been through, but they know it was harrowing enough that you are now the one who needs saving. you build a new life together despite it. you save each-other from it, and the life you have is everything you ever needed it to be.
you are always haunted by the fatal notion that you have spent more days trying to gain more time with them than you could ever end up having with them.
and inevitably the proof of that comes.
you saved them, you had your long life together, and they died with you, happily. the tragedy was truly averted and you can finally stop holding your breath, knowing that in a way, being able to let them live long enough to die was what you were always trying to achieve, every loop. that's all anything can ever be.
being able to just, let them live long enough to let them die was all you were ever trying to achieve.
if it had been long enough, you could let them die.
if it had already been enough, you would have stopped.
if it could ever have been enough, you would stop.
when it's tuesday again, you try to remember what you did last time. it will take a few tries to get it right again. it might take a very, very long time to get it right again.
but you need to keep trying. you'll keep trying forever if that's what it takes. you can't just let them die.
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