Fjokki lifted his singing blade, Lovemaker, above the Dunmer's head. Her silver hair shone in the moonlight as if made from the same steel as the sword. A single tear rolled down her ebon cheek. "Don't cry. You knew I couldn't stay," whispered Fjokki. And then he was gone.
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