He watched her walk back into the light, as always his heart broke a little, wondering if this would be the last time he’d watch her leave.
They’d met here, in this place between the light and darkness, every year for a thousand years. He still remembered the time they’d first met. It had been here, or somewhere very much like it, they’d both been sent to observe some significant event in human history, the city had been changing hands once again. Observe, but don’t interfere, that was always the instruction. So they’d waited, and with nothing …
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