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My own true love was the flower of them all (he's young, but he's daily growing)
Taran/Eilonwy, pg, 2,206 words
After the frenetic first moments of The High King, Eilonwy begins to feel the distance that's grown up between herself and Taran, and attempts to make sense of his new mysteries - including his emotions regarding her.
( the trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green )
Taran/Eilonwy, pg, 2,206 words
After the frenetic first moments of The High King, Eilonwy begins to feel the distance that's grown up between herself and Taran, and attempts to make sense of his new mysteries - including his emotions regarding her.
( the trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green )