Northstar Vale das gericht

Anguish, for the soul most precious to she; even now she was perturbed for his sake; pined so foolishly—
now rises in a flushed fright and rushes to the musiker in some breathless; does not let him see the features gone hollow and fey and everwild as she nears and nears and nears; does not let him feel the first of her shiverings and shudderings as she shifts, lips parted with some throatless sorrowing as she reaches for the desolation of Mahler;
and the mumurings ; a keen of tearlashed longing that had no place within such an instance as this; and yet, was it not the very same happenstance which had tethered their fraying souls together first upon the plinth?

Andraste, Aurëwen; both and neither and entire—
The fée should not should not be kissing sweet each and every scar upon his breast; should not hunger as savage for him within her as she does now; should not yearn to be within the arms of yet another who would not love her as she wished. She should not seek to soothe whatever and every hurt she believes she has brought unto him, for he had not once been beneath the drapery of the stricken's scorn. And yet and yet and yet
once more
before their end.