" You will tell your sons and daughters about me, yes?”
Hunter wished he could weep, but the tears were dammed behind his lids, aching and burning. “Yes. And you will tell yours of me?”
“I will tell them.” Warrior’s voice cracked. “Of you and your golden one and the song that led you west. Love her well,
The days together are brief.”
“Yes.” Hunter knew Warrior was thinking of Maiden of the Tall Grass. In a husky voice, he added, “Far too brief. "
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