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“Bury your thirteen children, Galantia. Do it, and then see what is left to judge of my heart.”
sixty-seven
“You are truly free now. Fly, Lorn. Drift on the wind one final time.”
Six days? Seven?”
With all the love that words can carry from one heart to another, even across the veil of time and death,