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Pretty things never do last.
By the lost gods, man, you’re acting like a blubbering chit.
“It’s in the past now.” Achak leaned into her chair. “Only there to learn from, not dwell.”
This woman, Darius realized, allowed him to hope for a future.
“You have been my first in many other ways.” “How?” “You have been my first thought every morning since the day I saw you out on that road in the rain, standing like some resurrected lost god,”
“You have been the first to show me the beautiful magic that still lives in our world. You have been the first to give me hope since my parents’ death. And you, my darling, are the first to have started my heart beating again.”
This man, this man, he was so many things to her and was growing to be so much more.
You were the first beautiful thing I saw this morning. I wish you to be the last I gaze upon each night.
Thank you for existing. Thank you for flying into my heart. Thank you for shining light and singing away the demons.
“I feel endless with you,”
“Yes!” she said. “In every world and room hidden within Yamanu, yes.” “That is a lot of yeses.” He grinned. “Shall I take some back?” “Never!”

