“It’s all right,” Marin said. “I understand, Seamus. I’d have made the same choice.”
He startled, staring at her in the dim. Marin smiled and shook her head.
“Like I said. I know that there are things you didn’t tell him and I’m sure it wasn’t just because there wasn’t time. You wanted to give him a chance.” She set off across the snow, along the wall to the next warding point. Seamus watched her for a moment before he jogged a few steps to catch up to her.
“He deserved to be happy.”
“I know he does.” Marin turned toward him again. “I said I didn’t blame you, didn’t I?”
“There’s just so much—”
“I’m aware.” She turned away again, tugging one of her gloves off to press her bare palm against the sigils they’d etched into the concrete and stone. “Seamus, you know what I am. Think about what I must have seen.”
What is she– His lips thinned as he stared at her. “I thought I was mistaken.”
“About which part? Being a Seer, or being a reincarnation of her?”
He shifted uncomfortably. Brighíd had been more than just a friend to him. “How much do you remember?”
“It comes in fragments. Sometimes dreams. If you’re asking if I knew what you two did, the answer is yes, but she didn’t hate you for leaving. She knew she didn’t love you—and she knew that she wasn’t what you needed. Still…she might have liked it if you’d stayed, found a way out of the noose that had been knotted for you.”
“She was a good woman,” Marin said softly. “I’m not just saying that because I’m the current owner of that soul. Everything I’ve—everything that’s been said leads me to believe that she was.”
“She was a hero,” Seamus murmured. “And a greater lady than our forsaken island deserved.”
“She didn’t think it was forsaken.”
“I know.” Seamus smiled faintly. “Maybe she was right.”
Oh ya, I had forgotten the soul that Marin carries. Sometimes, this story leads my brain into a mish mash of thought. Getting over the flu.pneumonia will help, I hope.
Take my word on this. If any of you feel crummy, do not hesitate..get to a Dr. Mine was caught quite early with the pneumonia just barely settled in my lungs. It is a lot easier to recover when these dang bugs are not too long in the body. (I’m getting too old for this junk)
Thanks for the new addition Erin. Good story. Stay warm. Stay well.