| A sound finally escaped her lips as she sank down... 932 |
[Feb. 13th, 2010|03:52 am] |
A sound finally escaped her lips as she sank down beside himHe reached out, so slowly, with such a colossal effort of will, with all the control he had, and he took her hand
"Oh, love," she heard him sayWe should have met in Finavir
She tried again to speak, to answer him, but tears were streaming down her face and closing her throatShe gripped his hand as tightly as she could, trying to will life from herself over into himHe slumped sideways against her shoulder, and so she lowered him to her lap and wrapped her arms around him, the way she had last night, only last night when he sleptShe saw the brilliantly clear grey eyes slowly grow cloudy, and then darkShe was holding him like that when he diedThe Prince of Tigana, on the ground beside them, |
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