"He is not for me. I love him, but his first love is his craft. I will not be second-best, someone to turn to only when he tires of his forge and its creations."
A very wise and painful decision. The monicker Istarnië is well-earned here.
...leaving autumn burning the leaves brown in his wake.
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A very wise and painful decision. The monicker Istarnië is well-earned here.
...leaving autumn burning the leaves brown in his wake.
What a delightful turn of phrase.