The World Is Simple, I Think, In

With Respect," Said Red, And His Voice Had Gone So Quiet People Hushed Each Other To Hear Him, "my Tale Is Yet Unfinished; You Should Hear Me Out. And It Is Her Answer I Have Come To Hear, Not Yours.

You Thought You’d Never Give Up Your Vocation, A Voice Whispered Inside Me. You Thought You’d Never Even Consider It. But You’ve Met The One Man Who Could Change Your Mind. He Is Your Perfect Complement. He Is Cathal To Your Clodagh; He Is Bran To Your Liadan. No Wonder You Conjured Up Those Images. No Wonder They Make You Weep.

For Indeed You Have A Choice. You Can Flee And Hide, And Wait To Be Found. You Can Live Out Your Days In Terror, Without Meaning. Or You Can Take The Harder Choice, And You Can Save Them.

All That He Had Of Her Was His Memory, Where He Held Every Moment, Every Single Moment That She Had Been His. That Was All He Had, To Keep Out The Loneliness.

Because If I See You Defeated, Then I Think I Will See Alban Defeated, And If That Happens, None Of Us Can Go On. To Guard You Is To Guard The Heart Of This Land Of Ours.