courage, he thinks. there is no other word for it. he is no haravatat scholar; kaveh lacks the vocabulary for it. courage and love. that was what daan was. that was what daan was made of. kaveh is shamed. kaveh is glad that he is shamed - because this means there exists in this world something as bright as daan, an aspiration as powerful as it is fanged.
kaveh closes his eyes. he opens them. his eyes are still dry. ]
Daan, will you give me your hand? [ kaveh says, ] Please.
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courage, he thinks. there is no other word for it. he is no haravatat scholar; kaveh lacks the vocabulary for it. courage and love. that was what daan was. that was what daan was made of. kaveh is shamed. kaveh is glad that he is shamed - because this means there exists in this world something as bright as daan, an aspiration as powerful as it is fanged.
kaveh closes his eyes. he opens them. his eyes are still dry. ]
Daan, will you give me your hand? [ kaveh says, ] Please.