I thought of you with your hair silver as snow all through that cold, slow journey from Sirle. I felt you troubled deep within me, and there was no other place in the world I would rather have been than in the cold night riding to you. When you opened your gates to me, I was home. Patricia A. McKillip
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This quote is about how the author felt when his lover opened the gates of her castle for him after he’d been away. He was so happy to be back in her arms that he felt nothing could ruin the moment. However, it doesn’t last long. As soon as he sees her, he realizes that she has not aged well.

He feels that she is forever young and beautiful but her silver hair has turned into white hair and she looks like an old woman. She is no longer young and beautiful but has become old and ugly.

Source: The Forgotten Beasts Of Eld

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