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Thanks goes to Waterfall for beta-reading.
Under the stars
The sky was full of stars as she walked out the tower door, taking a deep breath of the cold night air.
"Couldn't sleep?" a voice like velvet and steel asked out of the darkness.
She turned around. "No. You neither?"
A soft, ironic laugh. "When could I ever sleep? I don't deserve that luxury."
"Don't be ridiculous," she scoffed. "The war is over. You've proven your loyalty to us."
Again that mocking laugh. "Still the little know-it-all. Don't you see? People never forget others' wrongdoings. They never forgive."
"That's because you won't forgive yourself," she countered sharply. "If you would only do that, you'd see that people care for you."
"And you? Do you care for me?"
"You know I do."
"But not the way that matters." Bitter.
"…No." Sorrowful.
"Then what's the use?"
"I don't know," she whispered. But the only listeners were the stars.