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Deiter managed a weak smile as relief filled him. She would allow him to be with her. ...for now. He quickly dismissed any negative thoughts and looked down the street. "We should get your things and supplies together before we leave." He was about to turn for the tavern when his scimitar brushed against his leg. Glancing at it, he pulled the blade out and showed it to her. "Do you still have yours as well?"
Relics of the past seemed to be the last thing he needed to ask her at the moment, but he was curious. Their blades were a pair, another piece that connected them. What if she lost it? or had it stolen? or didn't have it anymore for some various reason? Would it matter? He watched her reflection in the blade and realized it didn't. Their swords was not the binding glue that held him to her, it was his love for her. Deiter could only hope that she would return it again someday.
[ 06-30-2006, 03:45 AM: Message edited by: Deiter Leafblade ]
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