"Thou art mad!" She shoves herself away from him. A spark of anger is in her eyes.
"Why doth thou keep pursuing such madness? Hath I not made my feelings clear to thee? Thou art a fool! Why must you keep chasing that which will not follow thee anywhere? Surely there are others who are warm to thine form! I am not. I am as cold to thee as an iceberg!"
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