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Because Everyone Needs Their Heart Broken
She sat by the window, looking out thoughtlessly at the lava river. He walked up and sat down next to her.
"Hello." She said without looking.
"Hello," He replied with a sort of thought out politefulness.
"What is it that you want?" Asked her, though not unkindly.
"Why?" He asked in reply.
"Why what? You'll need to be more precise." She replied softly, knowing exactly what he asked.
"Why have you been avoiding me?" As he waited for an answer, the still quietness of the room was acknowledged by them both.
Finally she answered. "I see no point in it."
He broke. "What do you mean 'no point'?! I loved you for twelve hundred years!"
"And I longer!" She retorted with heartbroken venom.
There was an angry tension in the air, broken by his saying softly, "Then why?"
"…because everyone needs their heart broken." She explained sadly.
"One last time? Please?" He begged, his throat tightening with the oncoming threat of tears.
She leaned forward in an emotional kiss, her tears intermingling with his.
As she pulled away, she whispered, "Goodbye my almost lover."
Disclaimer: I do not own The Kane Chronicles.
Author's Note: I wrote this around midnight/1 a.m. I figured I should end this on a sad note. Thank you for reading. 'She' is Bast and 'He' is Thoth. I hope you enjoyed. Please review and spread the love for these little canoes that have dreams of being a ship.
Edited: 25/11/2014