He took her face in his bloody hands. 'I'll come and find you wherever you are. I'll not stop breathing until I do. So you're going to have to promise me that you won’t lose hope. That you will keep yourself alive.'
He tried to wipe her tears, but there were too many.
'I heard your song the moment we were born," she sobbed. "And years later, it dragged me back from the lake of the half-dead when all I wanted to do was die. Each time someone tried to kill me, it sang its tune and gave me hope.'
She pressed cold lips against his and they tasted the salt of each other's tears.
'Are you ready?' he asked.
She nodded.
'Run!
— Melina Marchetta
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