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I am able to break free and I find myself upon the precipice, where Uncas...my Uncas, defended me just moments ago. He lies still now, down in the valley, and my heart aches to follow. What reason do I have to live now that he is gone? What else is left for me here? Who else will save me from the horror that awaits if should I stay?
For a moment I thought I could see it - he loved me, and would take me away from this place, to somewhere safe, where his arms would always be there to keep the nightmares away. For a moment he filled my life with a beautiful, brilliant light, but it was extinguished in almost the same instant, and now I cannot see anything but black, bleak ruins of what was once called the world, darker for having been filled with such light. Emptier for having been filled with such joy as he gave me, even if for just one second.
And you, Magua - how dare you call me back to you! And with Uncas's blood still fresh on your hands! Do you think I will blindly return from here, to let you imprison and enslave me? Nay, to do so would insult his very name - he who gave everything just that I might be free from you. I think, instead, to fulfill his wish. To join him in a place where you can never follow.
I will fulfill his wish as well as my own, in the only way that is left to me. Uncas was a thousand times the man you are, and I would rather die with him than live with you! To die with Uncas, who loved me and showed me the way to be strong...
I take one more step, and I am floating, flying on bloodstained wings to the open arms of my love.
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
-J. Tolkien