[ and for a moment, river can see it. not just the ravka that exists in the horizon but the ravka that exists in his memories. she feels his love and grief, the sense of duty that lives inside him, and wonders what it was like the first time his ship took flight.
she finds herself crying again, but it's quiet and wistful as she smiles faintly. ]
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she finds herself crying again, but it's quiet and wistful as she smiles faintly. ]
It sounds really nice.