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Cordelia nodded her head. She placed her hand upon her Crystal's shoulder and gave it a friendly squeeze. Her heart broke at the sight of Crystal's downtrodden expression.
"I vow I will never ask you to relive anything. Now. . . let's put this behind us. Let's just celebrating finding this beautiful place and for our new found friendship," Cordelia suggested.
She reached into her pouch and pulled out the simple silver chain that Arthur had given to her before his first 'death.' She fingered it and then put it back in the pouch, remembering her brother at his happiest moments - with Crystal and his family. Yes, he was gone. That she would just have to live with, but Crystal was still alive. The woman that he had so cherished had seen yet another tragedy and it was her turn to help Crystal. Not the forests, or the Shire, or hobbits, or elves, or horses where to help her. It was her duty to Crystal and to Arthur to ensure that Crystal's life was able to be restored.
She only hoped that she hadn't destroyed all Crystal's hopes of getting away from the memories by what she had done. If it did then she would never be able to forgive herself for being so griefstricken and vengeful.
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