Is it sad that this (below) is one of the most romantic passages/endings I feel I've ever read? In the context of the story of course.
Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett
A faint, cardboardy sound made her open them. The lids were gently lifting on the boxes of stars. They spilled out and whirled up into the shadows of the cupboard, brilliant against the darkness, a galaxy in miniature, gently spinning. Susan watched them for a while, and then said, 'All right, you have my full attention, whoever you are.' At least, that was what she meant to say. The peculiar stickiness of the nougat caused it to come out as: 'Allite, you ot my fo' a'nen'on, oover ooah.' Damn! The stars spiralled around her head, and the cupboard's interior darkened into interstellar black. 'If iss is oo, Def o' Raffs-' she began. 'It's me,' said Lobsang. Tick Even with nougat, you can have a perfect moment.
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