Margaret Weiss, Tracy Hickman. Dragons of a winter night (№ 283602)

But I was so like them, Sturm, she said, shivering from the morning cold. My tiny wonderful little world for so long revolved around me, that I was ready to imagine himself as the navel of the universe. I for Tanis, then fled because I was sure I how to want, and he's gonna love me again. And why not? I was all like... Here it turned out that the world is not only spinning one for me - I simply do not notice. I saw death and suffering. I was forced to kill... she looked at his hands ... otherwise would have been killed herself. And I saw true love... Like the River Wind and the Golden moon... Love, in whose name and life is not a pity to give. What a stupid and insignificant I seemed then! Now all my people seems petty and insignificant. Before, I thought he was perfect. Now I understand how Tanis felt-And why he... left us...