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“I have been offered atonement.”
“What good does forgiveness do a dead man?”
“Then I shall not beg yours,” Gale spits.
Silence bleeds between them. The tenuous thread of hope that has kept Ara looking forward slips from her grasp. She might live to see the day the malign darkness lifts from these lands, but he will not.
Her strained voice finally cracks. “Is this the memory you wish to leave me with?”
He falters, lips parting, though the tension never leaves his brow.
They stare at each other, dark gazes fixed, oblivious to how the magic changes around them, the only evidence a glint of light in Gale’s eyes.
“How would you rather remember?” He moves a step nearer. She can feel the power emanating from him, tendrils of it encircling her, connecting her to him. All she needs to do is recollect.
From the first touch when she pulled him free from the sigil, when she almost wondered whether she shouldn't put him back.