[The dance is over - at least, the part they can do all by themselves - and here she is looking at him, right at him, and there is more than lonely emptiness looking back.
There is no fire and no cruelty, either.
Her hands go slack in Mytho's and she looks at the ground.]
I think you will not have a choice. [And she pulls her hands away in order to draw him closer.]
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There is no fire and no cruelty, either.
Her hands go slack in Mytho's and she looks at the ground.]
I think you will not have a choice. [And she pulls her hands away in order to draw him closer.]