I stood in the doorway, my sword in my hand, glancing
between the horizon, where the Beast waited, and to the back door, where she
had loaded up our horse, ready to run away together. After a few moments of my
indecision, she took my free hand into her own.
“I can’t tell you what to do here. You have to make your own
path. You have to do what is right for you.”
I nodded, kissed her, and then strode towards the horizon.
“Wait, I meant to inspire you to do what I wanted!” she
called to my back.
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