[The humming in her head was growing louder. They were speaking of an important subject, but the lighthouse kept appearing brighter and brighter in her mind. It was only Jon's voice that cut through and the steadying influence of his arms.
Was it madness that made her wonder how those arms would feel around her? Where did the line between madness and lucidity end? It seemed to become blurrier and blurrier.]
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Was it madness that made her wonder how those arms would feel around her? Where did the line between madness and lucidity end? It seemed to become blurrier and blurrier.]
The cost?
[She frowned, moving closer to him.]
What cost?