Heron Lake Plateau she's so paris when we kiss

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there is nothing in Donnelaith. "yeah, well, there isn't anything anywhere, Aria," Casmir snapped, his tone harsher than he had intended it to be. the boy blinked and sighed, rolling his shoulders and tilting his head back, closing his eyes and breathing out to dispel the tension her nearness had engendered in him. 

he wanted to tell her everything; he wanted to admit his failures, his lie, the fact that pain still remained in his heart from her actions. and so it came that Casmir found he could say nothing at all.

He could only stare at her with a growing darkness in his eyes, the rift in his heart growing ever wider. A wave of the emotions he had held back these long months struck the boy; his gaze filled with tears but he did not look away, nor move to brush them aside.

"Why?" came his single choked syllable.