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Crystal could see as they rode up Maen on the ground in front of a headstone. Sacriheart came to a stop, but she made no move to get down. The grief, the pure sadness that radiated from the strongest woman that she had ever know shocked her. She had no idea who it was that lay in the grave, but it had to be someone important. She squinted her eyes and saw the letters form into the name that Maen had been searching for to get revenge. He had already died or had been killed. Things clicked in her mind and she realized why Maen was distressed. Her life had been consumed by this quest and now it was over before she had been able to get revenge for her aunt. Her purpose in life had been revenge and she hadn't been allowed it.
Crystal could not relate to the pain because the one person she wanted revenge on she couldn't take out. Her father was just too powerful with too many follwers. But now was not the place or the time to think of his evil.
She just didn't know what to do for Maen, but she knew she had to do something. She got down from the horse and walked over to Maen. She didn't try to touch her. She just stood in silence.
"Life moves on from your want and thirst of vengeance, Maen. It may not feel that way now, but it will later," Crystal whispered. She didn't have anything else to say. She turned around and walked back to the horse where Atharen still sat. She got back up and put her head on his back, not knowing what else to do.
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