[se] we can't go on together

There was a bright and brilliant firework of her in the back of the Forsaken's head, and it sent vibrations of static down his spine. Then the Valkyrie went dark at his side, and though his eyes cast upwards at his kite, he could feel her. Could feel the weight of her, despite the darkness cast across their mental bond, and it nearly shook his knees. Her kite bobbed and then came down. Noah's own followed, coming more quickly with the way he pulled at it and its general disrepair in comparison to her creation. He put it at his feet, rather than holding it, the string tangled and a mess. He turned to her then, another nod. "We can only hope." Noah didn't want to say it, but perhaps if the woman followed Sunjata to the shrine after sharing this information with him (though Noah had written him a letter, with no reply), she had a better chance. He Forsaken stood before her with his hands at his side, and swallowed a lump down his throat. He didn't want her to leave like this, didn't want things to be shattered and ruined between them, so he did the only thing he could think of. Noah stepped forward and grabbed her. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and enveloped her with his warmth. He buried his face in her golden hair and took in her scent to keep it in his memory. "I love you, Ru. I hope you know that." He whispered, his cheek pressed in to the top of her head. "I'll always be here." Noah Olson lost in the shadow of an endless grace

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