He cries, ordering me to go
I beg because it can't be so
Juliet, they whisper, the storm's already begun
Dear, they say, it's time to run
Honey, I hear them murmur, don't forget what you've got
Darling, he wrote, I'm sorry I forgot
In Winslet Corner, one has returned.
She had overestimated his ability to come back strong.
Perhaps in her heart she knew all along.
He was never the resilient one, the one to leave the past in the past.
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I Always Was
Historia Corta: In which a town's bastard daughter commits her last act of rebellion by "stealing" their precious king, knowing they haven't noticed the rings on their fingers.
