Chapter 126
It has been said,
'time heals all wounds.'
I do not agree. The wounds remain.
In time, the mind,protecting its sanity,
covers them with scar tissue
and the pain lessens.
But they are never gone.
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—Rose Kennedy
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MIKHAIL
I drift upon the song like a boat carried in warm currents beneath a belt of stars. It is far more glorious, the song sung by my chéad phósadh, than the most uplifting symphony ever played in the halls of Haven. Gentle hands lift me. I'm aware of movement and voices. They try to pry Amhrán out of my arms and wings, but I clutch her tighter. This time, I won't let her disappear.
Her life-energy tingles everywhere her body touches mine, filling that empty ache which lives inside my heart. Everything she touches glows with glorious synchronicity, vibr
