Phantom Hollow sampada

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"and i for you." her embrace tightened; deepened; she shed a few tears of exquisite happiness against his shoulder and realized she had not thought of bartholomew in some time.
the ache did not rise, not this time. instead, she looked at the world around them, at the warmth of spring as it overflowed, the winging of birds overhead, the tightlaced trees.
he could be here too, as god was. if god was each place, then why could her mentor not be also, wrapped in the spirit?
"we were brought together for a reason. and we have all our lives to discover it."