Thunder Dome ambergris

what sundance did not know and perhaps never would was that his need to only be present for her pressed down upon teya with such overwhelming obligation that she was almost dumfounded.
with a tearing pain she watched as he needed her; backed a step; gazed at the raven with hurting eyes. there was irony as sure as daylight that she knew she and sundance could succeed. but it would only be superficial, teya repressing the irrepressible grief that had marked her life for several years now.
maia and eljay — their anguished faces pushed through her thoughts now, and almost she broke.
"someone else wanting to love me," and tears traced lightly across her mouth. "cannot love her back either."
teya believed that sundance had loved her, yes, and that even now perhaps he did. but he no longer knew the wounded, complete failure of a woman who stood before him now. it mattered little that she still held the face he had adored. she was not the same, and she would not drag her skeletons into his brighter years to pass.
"i going home. glintcreek fjord. far, far northwest." why did she say? she did not know.