"I must admit, it seemed strange to me," replied Fáinu, "that you would keep it, considering how to all others I was dead."
Cree was silent and hid the necklace again. The Crow seemed to be nervous and anxious. Cree looked still to be angry with Fáinu. He had words in his mind that he did not wish to say, but some how, they came out.
"What dost thou wish of me?" he asked, "Do you wish me to lie, to tell you that everything will go back to how it was? Even you know that cannot be."
Cree was not best pleased, as the blood began to be visible to Fáinu. He looked at the crow, who looked troubled. He could not say anything to help her, he knew that he was destined to ever be alone. He did not care anymore.
"Curses to the dragon," he said under his breath, Cree hared this, "If it were not for him, then perhaps life would be more blissful. None of this wouldst have happened. It seems that we were not meant to be happy, Cree." with that he bowed and went out of the stables and stood under the tree to collect his thoughts.
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