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The third to last page in Das’s spellbook. Random spots on the paper are wrinkled, their text smeared.
I failed. In the end, everyone was right. I think, looking back now, that I may have known that all along. But, I still hoped – believed that everything would turn out alright. It was just as he said: a fairy tale.
For a time, we made it come true. I offered him my company, my kindness. In time, he turned away from his path and walked with me. We confided in each other and forgot about whom we were, where we were from. Yet, ultimately all of it was not enough. I, was not enough. He’s left now, back to a trail I can never tread.
Though it would make things easier, make everything easier, I can’t forget what happened. Our time together, the moments we shared. And, most of all my feelings. I knew in that last instant, when he was about to take his final steps, how I felt. I admitted then what I had known for some time but never had the courage to say. Even now, days after, the tears still come as I think of it. Words that will remain with me always: his answer.
Usstan che dos, ichl.
(I love you too)
I failed. In the end, everyone was right. I think, looking back now, that I may have known that all along. But, I still hoped – believed that everything would turn out alright. It was just as he said: a fairy tale.
For a time, we made it come true. I offered him my company, my kindness. In time, he turned away from his path and walked with me. We confided in each other and forgot about whom we were, where we were from. Yet, ultimately all of it was not enough. I, was not enough. He’s left now, back to a trail I can never tread.
Though it would make things easier, make everything easier, I can’t forget what happened. Our time together, the moments we shared. And, most of all my feelings. I knew in that last instant, when he was about to take his final steps, how I felt. I admitted then what I had known for some time but never had the courage to say. Even now, days after, the tears still come as I think of it. Words that will remain with me always: his answer.
Usstan che dos, ichl.
(I love you too)