Sawtooth Spire But time makes you bolder

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"do not say that," mahler urged, aware that it was only for his own benefit that he wished takiyok to be hopeful. his life had not been charmed, but it had been steady, constant, a purposeful routine. and he had sundered it upon the plate of his own lusts, a man who should have remained celibate, or taken another wife many years ago.
life became chaos, became pain.
did the winterwhite know the truth of it now? mahler sighed heavily, glancing upward toward the snow that gathered lurking and cold not far above them. "perhaps i should accept the same," he granted, swallowing as amethyst gaze swung back toward the knowing firelight glimmer of her own stare.
"something led you back to the hollow," the shadowpriest pressed, in spite of himself, in spite of it all. had she returned for a final departure? or was this where she wished to reside?