She had dreamed it, had seen a golden-haired young man with brilliant blue eyes in the middle of a wood somewhere that she's never yet walked, and had known his name then with a Seer's deep and certain awareness.
Hearing it said is different, though. It's real-- her dreaming had come true, and even though she'd known it would, still, hearing it said gives her something of hope.
"Darien," Kim says softly, as her gaze goes unerringly to Paul.
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She had dreamed it, had seen a golden-haired young man with brilliant blue eyes in the middle of a wood somewhere that she's never yet walked, and had known his name then with a Seer's deep and certain awareness.
Hearing it said is different, though. It's real-- her dreaming had come true, and even though she'd known it would, still, hearing it said gives her something of hope.
"Darien," Kim says softly, as her gaze goes unerringly to Paul.
"It's a beautiful name."