"...poetry," he says after a moment, slipping an arm around her again. "And fighting. And... singing, I suppose. And more fighting, going out and vanquishing things to impress a loved one and bring back pretty presents for her. And love itself, or at least the physical aspect of it."
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Date: 2008-05-28 06:45 am (UTC)