"Have I made peace? Made peace..." Harrim says this word slowly, as if trying to taste it. "There was war in m

"Have I made peace? Made peace..." Harrim says this word slowly, as if trying to taste it. "There was war in my heart, and now it is serene – that is true. But can I call it peace? I think not. More like neutrality. I no longer torment myself thinking about them and Torag, although the wounds they left continue to ache. But now it simply doesn't matter."