Chapter Two: choices and consequences
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Chapter Two: choices and consequences.
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3. Choice
One wish alone.
She does wish it, and with all her heart. But the rest of her, Dallben-tutored, schooled by learned patience, wonders if it is her right. There is so much else -
Flewddur grieves, and she does not know why, and Gwydion should have had the kingship. So much pain she could remove, so much loss, one twist of metal and she and Taran could leave to the place of deathless content -
She could wish, she could wish, she wishes -
But they have made their choices. It would be selfish of her, for once, not to.
-SMF
4. Shores
Sometimes Taran wanders along the beach at Caer Dathyl, his face turned away from the rebuilt castle towards the ocean. More often than not these wanderings take place at sunset, and Eilonwy watches from one of the white towers as her king paces in the burnished orange light.
It is ironic to her that of all people, he should be the one saddened by his choice to stay - or at least doubtful of it. He was the one who made the decision, after all, and she was the one who sacrificed her power to remain. And she, too, misses their absent companions just as deeply.
But Taran now has the weight - literally - of the world on his shoulders. And sometimes she cannot help but want to return to the past and make him leave with her.
- AKA