The sunsets are always glorious, here. So, too, are the sunrises. And even in the middle of the day, with the sun high overhead and a cool breeze blowing, everything is almost too beautiful to be believed.
This includes the golden-haired girl (woman) standing out by the water, grass bowing softly around her as she looks toward the east, toward--
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"Sai Aslan."
And then it fades, somewhat, although her smile's still bright -- or bright enough, say true.
"I-- I was waiting."
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His voice is deep and rumbling, though for all the sternness of his face, his eyes are bright and solemn, and a very little sad.
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And oh, but the look in his eyes has her biting her lip nervously.
"--is aught troubling thee, sai Aslan?"
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He pads closer on velveted paws.
"But what leads you to speak of troubles, child?"
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