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Summary: Love in Raven's eyes.
To Raven, love was measured in the distance, in the “I love yous” not said, in the yearning that was never spoken. The eternal fidelity to his parents was strengthened all the more by the dirt on their graves. The fragile love of his sister, easily shattered by years of separation, was beautiful and pure.
And the love never spoken to Lucius, was, indeed, the most beautiful of them all.
“Tame your hate,” Lucius said softly, “
To Raven, love was measured in the distance, in the “I love yous” not said, in the yearning that was never spoken. The eternal fidelity to his parents was strengthened all the more by the dirt on their graves. The fragile love of his sister, easily shattered by years of separation, was beautiful and pure.
And the love never spoken to Lucius, was, indeed, the most beautiful of them all.
“Tame your hate,” Lucius said softly, “