[ It is not that she doesn't believe; perhaps it would be easier in the telling of it if she did not, but she has spent so much of her life immersed in stories that are only more than that to those who are willing to put their faith in them. One can read about the Almighty all they like but without that deeper understanding of Him, it will only be a story and nothing that holds any significant meaning.
The stroke of her thumb stills against the edge of that hand and she doesn't relinquish the contact altogether but there is a moment when it feels that the very air stops, changes around them; her brow furrows first in confusion and then in slowly growing realization as she begins to understand the magnitude of the moment, the significance of the woman who sits before her.
Of course, different interpretations of what some would consider a myth have persisted over the years, but some elements have remained constant regardless of the telling. ]
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The stroke of her thumb stills against the edge of that hand and she doesn't relinquish the contact altogether but there is a moment when it feels that the very air stops, changes around them; her brow furrows first in confusion and then in slowly growing realization as she begins to understand the magnitude of the moment, the significance of the woman who sits before her.
Of course, different interpretations of what some would consider a myth have persisted over the years, but some elements have remained constant regardless of the telling. ]
But you did not stay there.