She'd come very close to cutting off her hair that morning, to simply hacking it all off with a knife. She'd been growing it for years, had only started growing it to prove a point to Lyanna. Why she'd kept it up after Lyanna had disappeared, she didn't know. What she did was that know the damn stuff went past the small of her back and took far
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The disc now safely lodged in the tree that he had been standing next to (and then promptly dashed away from when he saw what was happening), Edmund ventured closer. "Good day, then?" he guessed dryly. Little of that "calm as still water" nonsense today, apparently.
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"I'm not scared," she said. "I'm sensible. Better for a while, maybe, and then it's bad all over again. And every time it's worse."
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"Sensible is doing things in moderation," Edmund argued calmly. "Knowing what you're getting into and preparing for it. Running the other way entirely isn't necessarily sensible, it's running. It's not going to save your life. It's going to make your life boring and empty."
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