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"I sometimes think that for dad love for this land trumps everything else," Dwin remarked, being familiar with, how very unhappy Eljay was with the very idea of leaving anywhere and thinking it unfair that Maia had had to give up her life of traveller to cater for his needs. "I would not be able to do it - like mom can. Could. There was this old story about a prince trapping a nightingale to have it sing only for him. Except the bird without its freedom lost its song and life," she said. "You know, we were told this story to learn about, how you cannot change people, who they are. You cannot force them and yet... it happens all the time. And people - mom, for example - does it willingly," she finished, looking down at her paws. She hoped that Teya would not retell this to Maia, because this would make her more miserable in an already sad situation. 

"In that case my heart does not know, what it wants," she concluded, fell silent and sighed. She got to her feet, picked up a rock and shoved it over the ledge. The length of its flight was not as mighty as the attempt at throwing had been. "Forgive me for asking - but was it all worth it?" she asked. "Loving someone. Was all of, what you had, worth the sorrow you feel and will probably feel for the rest of your life?" she knew that by saying this, she had been tactless and would make Teya hurt more than she already did. But then - if she never asked now - she would not find out.