He steps -- one step, hesitant, cautious -- towards his lover (his dream?).
"Was I not yours before now? Was I not yours when I knew no other possibility but that this was life, as near as I could be to what I was once? And how can it be different once this is over? I will still be me. Gorlim. Just as I was when you met me. The wounds will heal, and the dreams will fade with time. There will be new trials, and there will be new joys. Had I any less wish to share them with you before I chose this path? Then why should there be any less after it? I swore that he would not part us."
Another step. A small sidling nearer, the wild fox dancing close to the bait, testing every inch for the trick that would spring the trap.
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Date: 2006-06-13 03:19 am (UTC)He steps -- one step, hesitant, cautious -- towards his lover (his dream?).
"Was I not yours before now? Was I not yours when I knew no other possibility but that this was life, as near as I could be to what I was once? And how can it be different once this is over? I will still be me. Gorlim. Just as I was when you met me. The wounds will heal, and the dreams will fade with time. There will be new trials, and there will be new joys. Had I any less wish to share them with you before I chose this path? Then why should there be any less after it? I swore that he would not part us."
Another step. A small sidling nearer, the wild fox dancing close to the bait, testing every inch for the trick that would spring the trap.
"Neither violence not peace shall be our ending."