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Perhaps...Perhaps it was never meant to be. I am not cut out to be a wife, or a mother.
If only it had worked, if only the poison had done it's job, maybe things would be different...
Disappointment is all I carry.
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[voice]
I...I never meant any harm...for any of you. I'm sorry.
[a quiet, shuddered breath. Perhaps a stiffled sob, and then, brokenly]
Do not look for me.
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This...I-I am...
Lighter.
Thank you. Both of you. -
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help. -
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[immediately, quiet singing can be heard, distant and low. the tone is almost sorrowfu. The tune is slow, and somewhat broken.]]
An' why should you weep--.. then, my Jo, my jing?
Y-Your father's at--...at tea wiv the Swedish king.
'e'll bring you the moon on a sil-ver string.
[pause. the sound of walking, of things being moved]
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Not the same, still just a shadow, but still warm...still warm, just like him. Still warm and gentle, but not safe...not mine. -
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[quiet mumbling, her words barely distinguishable, and then she speaks up]
Where am I? This ain’t Londo--...No...
That man. I knew ‘im from somewhere. Knew ‘is face...’is voice. ...Where’s he gone? Maybe- Maybe ‘e knows Johanna, maybe ‘e can get to her. How do I know 'im, how do I know 'im, how do--...
No. No, it can’t be, s’not him...Not the same.
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