Date: 1 Oct 2008 03:38 am (UTC)
"If only..." Quinn echoed absently.

She wondered how many others like them had gone mad over the years. Losing loved ones. Being doomed to eternal solitude and loneliness. Quinn felt vaguely jealous of him, at that moment. His wife, whoever she was, knew him for what he was, and loved him anyway. That was something she seriously doubted she'd ever find.

"Mark, I truly wish I had more t'give ye than th'name of an old curse and a promise t'do what I can t'find out more. But I need t'be getting back to Orkney, and I'll see what I can find from there."
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