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Not the way a princess is supposed to die, or a mother.
and it doesn’t pay to rile the kind of man who can jump on a bear to escape a fight pit.
some sorrows can only truly touch a parent.”
He broke off his explanation, seeing in his daughter’s
eyes the exact moment that a child first understands there are limits on what her parents can do, rather than just limits on what they choose to do. He knelt before her in a moment’s silence, somewhat less than he had been just seconds before, and Emy a half step closer to the woman she would one day become.
“Yes,” his father had said, “but the main reason is that if you try to, the bear will be busy eating yours, and he has bigger teeth.”
at which point I’d be off before the G of Good-bye had cleared the Norseman’s beard.
Still, perhaps that’s all lives are, all the world is, a collision of vast conflagrations, each sparked from nothing.
