But tell me one thing I don’t understand—tell me one thing: How can you help it by coming down into the battle and the mire? That’s the thing that concerns me. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. ’ He nodded. I ask you, although it is not my place to ask you, to return home.
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