The Seal Stone

When the seal stone reaches its true seal, the apocalypse must break. At the end of every apocalypse, there are lives lost. To whom does this honor belong? •I ran my finger around the circle of his tattoo one turn. "Do you feel?" ' I asked bitterly. "There's a big sign right here." If he spoke bravely, he would probably say stamp. Or damn. "You don't see it, but you feel it. It's right here. A rope that wraps you around you." My other hand slipped down Cesur's arm and my fingers tangled in his. “A web that connects everything,” I said, admiring his tattoo. "Just like me." •

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Chapter 42

And now I was accepting. "My son is sealed to you. The seal is more like a family bond. Cesur has the same bond with you as he felt for Cansu. It's nice to know you exist, but it's never like falling in love."

"And what if you're in love?" I asked shyly. "How do you distinguish between seal and love?" I did not want to fall into the role of a helpless lover in the eyes of Ms. Melda, but I could not help but ask.

"Love," said Ms. Melda. "So sweet and pure. When you find love, you know it right away. It's more magical than being sealed." She spoke like a lover.

"Brave loves us, but not in love," he said with a slight laugh. "You know the difference. When you fall in love, you always yearn to see him. You want to touch him, smell him. You finally realize that you can't live without him."

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