It is a most ancient tale. Two gods from before the time
of men and women. Longing and love and loss, the beasts
doomed to wander through the centuries.
A tale of mores, told with the purpose of no resolution.
Its meaning, gentle readers, lies not in a soul-warming
conclusion, but in all that is unattainable in this world.
Who then could have imagined such closure?
Winter’s Love
Silbaratha
(MoI, UK Trade, p.616)
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