let him rouse the angel's might

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he had gathered that finley was undergoing some great pain, so majestic in its torture that it had compelled her to seek out grave injury, or even death. his heart ached for the blackthorn — those he loved he would not see suffer — and he wished to tell her this, but the girl had maintained an attitude of vagueness thus far, and with this he would continue.

perhaps one should know that there is no empty solitude among companions; perhaps one should be told that there are forever ears that will listen, and hearts that will understand.