"Happily ever after..." He scanned pages.
Rune said, "That's not the way fairy stories end. not all of them." She took the book from him and began thumbing past pages slowly. She stopped. "Here's the story of Diarmuid. He was one of the Fianna, the warrior guards of ancient Ireland. Diarmuid let an ugly hag sleep in his lodge and she turned into a beautiful woman from the Side, that's the other side, capital S - the land of magic."
"That sounds pretty happy to me."
"But that wasn't the end." She turned away and stared past her dim reflection at the city. "He lost her. They both had to be true to their natures - he couldn't live in the Side and she couldn't live on earth. He had to return to the land of mortals. He lost her and never found love again. But he always remembered how much he'd love her. Isn't that a sad story?"
Jeffery Deaver Manhattan is My Beat
*Her only country single which did not make it to no. 1 of the Billboard Hot Country Songs. I'm always reminded of me dad when i listen to this song.
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'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
I never liked that saying...
But why could he never find love again?
Was he clinging on to the memory? Was it his own choice to not find love again?
Why so sad?
i dun know! i'm not the writer - just the reader.
i guess the author just wanted to drama it up! but some ppl are like that - after having the best, they refuse to settle for anything less.
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