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Oct. 9th, 2004 11:19 pm*Cordelia paces the bedroom floor.
There's been no response yet from Miles. And it is still difficult to think of Milliways without thinking of Moiraine and Will, without that thought dissolving into a red-tinged how dared they.
Anything else, almost literally anything else, she could see clear to forgive. This, for some reason, is beyond her capacity. And because she has always coped with stress by becoming overly analytical, she has been attempting to determine why.
Perhaps she and Will should ... talk.*
There's been no response yet from Miles. And it is still difficult to think of Milliways without thinking of Moiraine and Will, without that thought dissolving into a red-tinged how dared they.
Anything else, almost literally anything else, she could see clear to forgive. This, for some reason, is beyond her capacity. And because she has always coped with stress by becoming overly analytical, she has been attempting to determine why.
Perhaps she and Will should ... talk.*
