| I thought it might possibly be different... 593 |
[Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:14 am] |
I thought it might possibly be different tonight
The back of her hand was tingling where his lips had touched her and her pulse was suddenly erratically fastFighting for composure, Elena asked, "I don't understandWhat did I do?"
His sorrow was still there, but somehow it seemed gentler now, less naked in his faceHe said, quite calmly, "Tigana is the name of a land that was taken awayIts loss is part of the evil that brought the shadow-figure to this hill, and to all your other battlefields for twenty years nowElena, you won't understand this completely, you can't, but believe me when I tell you that you could not have heard the name of that land back in your village, whether by the light of day or under the two moonsNot even if I spoke it to you from as near as we are now, or cried it |
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