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“I make a choice, each and every day,” he said, his smile gone now. “I think on what I have. On what is before me. You. Breca. And they make my heart swell and my head giddy. There is no room left for any dwelling on the past.”
“Because I do not know the reason for a thing, does not mean that a dragon-god did it,”
“Why destroy something that someone cared enough to build?”
She knew well enough that the braggarts like Guðvarr were not the real warriors. It was the ones who never threatened violence…
