Yeah, no shit. [ A bright path and a dark one. She takes a step, cautious. ]
I think- [ No. She knows suddenly, impossibly, in a way she can't put into words. ]
That's where I need to be. [ She points to the light path, even as she feels the pull, almost equally, there in the opposite direction. She glances at him again. She won't leave him behind. ]
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I think- [ No. She knows suddenly, impossibly, in a way she can't put into words. ]
That's where I need to be. [ She points to the light path, even as she feels the pull, almost equally, there in the opposite direction. She glances at him again. She won't leave him behind. ]
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