she shuts her eyes, tries to imagine something like that. comes up only with the time that she'd spent with darcy, before darcy had turned their back on her; and the time in the mine, with aristaeus, before he had done the same.
maybe there's something about her. or maybe those were their shadows, cast too long to contend with. ]
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[ a good ideal. something worth aspiring to.
she shuts her eyes, tries to imagine something like that. comes up only with the time that she'd spent with darcy, before darcy had turned their back on her; and the time in the mine, with aristaeus, before he had done the same.
maybe there's something about her. or maybe those were their shadows, cast too long to contend with. ]