Blodwen Rowlands (
white_flowers
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2006-06-20 06:21 am (UTC)
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There is no sound from behind him.
She watches in silence as he leaves, his white hair gleaming in the twilight as brightly as the hilt of the sword at his side.
Only after the door of the bar shuts behind him does she turn away again, heading into the deepening shadows of the forest.
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She watches in silence as he leaves, his white hair gleaming in the twilight as brightly as the hilt of the sword at his side.
Only after the door of the bar shuts behind him does she turn away again, heading into the deepening shadows of the forest.