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It’s you, Will thought, as though they knew each other.
“Kindness is never a mistake,” said the Elder Steward. “Somewhere in the heart it is always remembered.”
“When the past is forgotten, then it can return. Only those who remember have the chance to stave it off. For the dark is never truly gone; it only waits for the world to forget, so that it may rise again.”
He’d never forget the moment James’s eyes had met his—the sensation of coming home, as though they knew each other.
Everything faded, this world insignificant; James the only real thing in it. You, you, you. James’s extraordinary beauty pressed in like a knife; it hurt.
his awareness of James was a bright and dangerous thing. He
No one could look at him and not want to possess him.
“I think what people were is less important than what they are. And what people are is less important than what they could be.”
But there’s one thing I do know so well that it’s part of me. Him. The fact of him. The feel of him. It’s deeper than memory, deeper than self, carved into my bones.
“My whole life, all anyone’s ever wanted was to possess me,” said James. “The only one who ever set me free was you.”
the turning cogs of the past relentless and unstoppable.
It’s like this world was a blur. No one else was in focus. Until you.”
“I’m here to follow you.” His eyes were bright, his lips smiling, his hair gold in the shifting light from the fire. Will said, “Of course you are.”
