SQUEEE!!! *cough* Sorry, the subtleties of your chapter deserve more, but that was definitely my lasting impression at the end. :)
Powerful resonances in the title; I can see more than one person/event it's applicable to. Sure wish that opening quote wasn't quite so melancholy, though, partnered with this particular chapter...
I like Halpan and his concern; he seems to have steadied-up a lot over the last couple of stories. I rather like Randir, too - I don't suppose there's a slot for him somewhere in our continuing cast of characters?
Saelon could not in honesty say aye... Dírmaen had struck her as a cautious man, rather: a watcher, quiet, calculating. *rolls eyes* Rescue attempt notwithstanding, I guess.
Saelon could hear the grief in his voice. That was a nice touch; good to know that Dírmaen's precipitous departure did not harden hearts towards him.
"I cannot believe, Lady," he observed, "that anything is more stubborn than the two of you together." Lol! *That* was an even nicer touch! And makes me wonder what might have been remarked on amongst the others.
Shocked, she did not think to drop the bowl at once, so she could use that hand to push him away. I'm going to hope that there's more to that oversight about the bowl than just shock...
If she did not value him, others did. You got that right, lady! *stands in solidarity with other Dírmaen fangurls*