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October 28, 2010
"I don't want you to go," he said, so soft that he might as well not have said anything at all.

She paused, turning her head slightly to glance back at him. Her dark hair was falling out of its braid and her blue eyes were reddened and bruised from crying, but still she managed to seem infinitely powerful.

"I don't care," she answered, pronouncing each word slowly and carefully just in case he missed her meaning.

He stared helplessly after her as she disappeared out the door, her footsteps echoing -- click, click -- on the stone.

She left him cold.