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Fireheart, why do you cry? Aelin could not answer. Fireheart. The words were a gentle brush down her cheek. Fireheart, why do you cry? And from far away, deep within her, Aelin whispered toward that ray of memory, Because I am lost. And I do not know the way.
It is the strength of this that matters. No matter where you are, no matter how far, this will lead you home.
You do not yield.
Her name was Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius. And she would not be afraid.
