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She walks silently away from them all as the last light fades from the sky.
(This one has her life and her potential. What do you have now, White Rider?)
She knows the answer, and it is bitter as ash on her tongue.
She has nothing. Not even her oldest name.
(This one has her life and her potential. What do you have now, White Rider?)
She knows the answer, and it is bitter as ash on her tongue.
She has nothing. Not even her oldest name.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:01 am (UTC)(I would have killed her. And murder is a sin, boy.)
(I wish you had. I wish I had.)
(Do not say that.)
(Oh, it is all right. I could not have killed her anyway. Immortal, and all that.)
Bran takes four steps towards the woman and stops, staring at her departing back.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:25 am (UTC)She's absorbed in chewing on a branch, and makes no move to attract Blodwen's attention. Still, scarlet macaws aren't really designed for camouflage.
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