She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out. Another deep breath and she opens her eyes and turns to look at the stallion who had so changed her world. "Vatsa, I . . . " Tirla's eyes find the flower he wears from her. She blinks, once, twice. The flower behind her own ear seeming to weigh a ton for a breath. Then a warmth seems to swell within her and she slightly inclines her head, eyes closed.
"I would like to . . . I would like to try. I . . . " She gives a soft laugh. Tirla's words are almost a whisper, "It seems my heart didn't stay in the sky where it was safe."
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