SHE ARRIVES LIKE A DAWN ; a steady wave of light and warmth , gentle vibrance in her cheeks and a ringing laugh of delight . “ john .” the hunter speaks his name like a blessing , like a cry of triumph . and there is a victory here — a simple one , yes , but a victory nonetheless . they are alive , they are here , they are together . at last .
there is much samus cannot , will not mention . glory and ruin that will pass without record , trophies and scars that will be forgotten . she does not say : the thought of you is the light that i carried through the darkest corners of the cosmos . she does not say : i have met poets who sang hymns older than the stars , and though their harmonies resonated with such intensity that i felt i would shatter , they could not touch my heart as you do . she does not say : i would cross the infinite stretch of stars to be at your side , i would warp space and time until it trembled and shattered in my grip if only to see you again . these are things do not need to be spelled out by hand or tongue to be known ; they are truths , absolutes like a fundamental force , and they sit in the way her hands rest upon him and how her eyes seem aglow with a joy that belongs only with him . “ i know the feeling , ” her words are light and melodic , the teasing touch overwhelmed by affection seeping into every word . “ i’ve missed you too. ”
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