A Selfless Sacrifice [Editing]

A Selfless Sacrifice [Editing]

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[EDITING BUT IS STILL BEING CONTINUED] When you meet someone so dear to you, you know that you will do everything and anything in your power to keep them safe and well. Even if it means losing your life to do so. A Selfless Sacrifice, putting your dearly loved one first before yourself. That's exactly what Harry did for his true love, Aliona. And that's what he intends to keep doing. Even in the Afterlife. _____________________________________________ After the death of her true love, Aliona feels lost and cold without him. Without his smile, without his laugh, without his touch, without his love. Just without him. But the strange thing is, is that she could still feel his presence around her. Making sure that she's protected and cared for. Making sure that she knows that he loves her. That she knows that he's going to keep his promise. For A Selfless Sacrifice. Even in the Afterlife.
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Love. Love was a lot like going to war. One never returns the same. She had to resist the urge to give a bitter laugh. A more poetic woman could have made that sounded far better than it was. But could she have understood it to the degree Einar Atal herself did? No, the Warrior doubted that. She could still remember it. The love. The way it had inspired her to feats that made her now groan with a certain shame. It had driven her mad. The insatiable desire - the need for another person, something Einar fancied herself having forgot years and years ago. Oh, but her love had been beautiful. Not a soul alive could have argued against that fact, nor would one have survived even the insinuation. The voice, she could hear it like the faintest echo- if she tried...Only if she just... Tried.

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