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[epistemede]

In the dark, all Iceland could see was the paleness of Taiwan's face, the long-lashed eyes so like her brother's. He combed her bangs over her forehead so that they obscured her light eyebrows.

Don't say anything.

(As he kissed her, Taiwan pulled him closer yet and imagined that it was Finland's fine hair between through her fingers, Finland's lips grown warm against hers. Imagination was all she had, in the dark.)