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Author's Note: Last part. I have always envisioned this as the end to these little pieces. I hope you have enjoy thus far. I have definitely enjoyed writing them.

Hand in Hand

Chapter Six: Peace

It is night and Parn is lying out on the grass, staring at the stars through the tree branches. The breeze is warm and welcomed and does not disturb the thick blanket covering him. Beside him, Deedlit is laying on her side, drifting through sleep in light breaths and fluttering eyelids. He does not need to look at her to know the peace of her face.

He has one arm behind his head, his other laid out beside him, close to Deedlit. The grass crinkles as she shifts in her sleep, her blanket sliding loose of her shoulders. In her sleep, her hand finds Parn's instinctively. She threads her fingers through his lightly and he curls his hand around hers.

He is smiling, and she does not need to wake to know the peace of his face.

She has always known how to find his hand in the dark.

And he has always known how to hold it.