I remember our days under the sun. Warm sunshine, a soft breeze blowing strands of my hair across my face… And he would reach up and gently brush them away again. Even those small caresses were enough to make my heart race. We could not afford much, but his love turned even a simple meal into a feast.
Oh, how I loved him. My husband, my lover…my friend.
But he was lost to me in the darkness that spread from the Black Land.
It is small consolation that he died defending his city. In spite of his courage, his loyalty, his destination was one where I cannot go just yet.
But now, a new summer dawns. The darkness has perished. Bit by bit, flowers start to blossom again. I see new love blooming all around me.
And it heartens me to know that their fate will not be like mine.
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