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. She hadn't realized how hard this would be to
confess. Maybe she wouldn't tell him! Maybe she should let
him continue to think of her as a goddess. She had her
pride, after all. ... Suddenly, the feeling of peace began to
seep from her. Her love for Riverwind turned into a knot of
anger and resentment.
Riverwind, sensing her growing coldness, began to
draw away from her. . . .
THAT WHICH HINDERS LOVING!
"Don't! Please don't leave me!" she cried, clinging to
him in panic.
"I won't!" he whispered, holding her close. "Not if you
want me! Tell me," he added wistfully. "Did your mother
say there was a way for us, even though you are a
goddess?"
"That's what I've been trying to tell you," Goldmoon
said, ashamed. "I'm NOT a goddess. I am mortal." Half
teasing, yet half fearful, she glanced at him through her long
lashes. "Can you love an ordinary woman, one who is not a
goddess?"
"You - ordinary?" he repeated, his breath coming faster.
"You could never be ordinary," he said solemnly.
Sinking into his arms, Goldmoon longed to remain
there, wrapped in this blessed happiness forever. But a
thought caused her to raise her head and look up at him.
"My mother told me that she is not a goddess, nor are any of
our ancestors
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