LIAM
Oh, how I find every subtle thing screams your name
It reminds me of places of times we shared
It reminds me of places of times we shared
Understanding dawned in Liam's hazel eyes as he listened, nodding along to Hadama's reasoning for visiting the Archive. "An infected river star nearly killed a friend of mine," he rumbled. "And I've heard about other... variations that have appeared." He'd hoped that the infection, if that was indeed what it was, had been contained to small areas. It seemed that his hopes had been in vain. "Could you use any help?"
Once granted permission, he slid into a chair across from the mermanta and pulled a tome towards himself, flipping open to the table of contents and beginning to skim the list, a furrow in his brow. "Have you found anything yet?" he asked, glancing up at Hadama before continuing his perusal. There. A chapter on plagues. Liam began to flip through the book, allowing it to fall open at the appropriate page.
Once granted permission, he slid into a chair across from the mermanta and pulled a tome towards himself, flipping open to the table of contents and beginning to skim the list, a furrow in his brow. "Have you found anything yet?" he asked, glancing up at Hadama before continuing his perusal. There. A chapter on plagues. Liam began to flip through the book, allowing it to fall open at the appropriate page.
Couldn't live locked in these memories
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
