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Show - 132 - the blood rushed to his cheeks and fire flashed from his eyes, and his voice arose loudly. "And it is foolish and stuoid that men must resort to it in an attempt to prove, to prove..." He lifted his hands and let them fall in a helpless gesture. "In an attempt to prove, I know not what." She looked at him astonished. "You are a warrior. I thought all warriors gloried in the excitement of battle." "War is stupid. It is only violence, pain, misery and death in the end." He droooed his eyes to the ground and. lowered his voice. "I am a warrior because I am expected to be a warrior. My father is Chief Turi, rangatira of our tribe." They fell into silence. All that x»ras heard was the trill of a tui bird, and the slightest flutter of the leaves as a breeze moved through them. "I must be going," Moana said, arising, "or my absence will cause suspicion." As she arose, their hands brushed softly, so softly that Roa couldn't be sure if it was an accident or intentional on her nart. Her eyes snoke tenderness and her voice twisted his chest |