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I lean on the side of the boat, my browns curls blowing with the strong winds. A small, quiet whimper slips from my lips. "I'm doing this for my son. I'm doing this for Henry." I walks around for a moment, shaking my head. "This is absurd. Where is Miss Swan?" I walk around the Jolly Roger, looking for the infuriating blonde. She was probably grieving somewhere. I couldn't blame her. I know how it feels.....to lose the person you love. She may not have admitted that she stilled loved Baelfire, but she did. I could see it in her eyes. This will not stop us. Nothing will stop us. I will find my son if it is the /last/ thing I ever do. "I will not give up."
I lean on the side of the boat, my browns curls blowing with the strong winds. A small, quiet whimper slips from my lips. "I'm doing this for my son. I'm doing this for Henry." I walks around for a moment, shaking my head. "This is absurd. Where is Miss Swan?" I walk around the Jolly Roger, looking for the infuriating blonde. She was probably grieving somewhere. I couldn't blame her. I know how it feels.....to lose the person you love. She may not have admitted that she stilled loved Baelfire, but she did. I could see it in her eyes. This will not stop us. Nothing will stop us. I will find my son if it is the /last/ thing I ever do. "I will not give up."