They turned and rounded another proportion, where it almost yielded to a cove-like structure, only ice and snow instead of any water inlets. The sled dragged on behind him, movements steady and hushed, merely pressing into alabaster shards and sheen; his eyes still kept on Belial, but his thoughts marauding and careening around the implications of these conversations. [say]“Understandable,”[/say] especially given power and positions; they might’ve been putting Sah in a place of danger, exposing him to moments he hadn’t experienced for himself. The act seemed foolish, and perplexed him too, when everyone else woven into the filaments were also bewildered by the exchange. Something wasn’t lining up.
The only parameter he could pinpoint down in the machinations was the onslaught of the war. The brimming horizon now anointed with a timeline. [say]“We might be at a point where they will try anything to sway others.”[/say] Why not strive to secure other mages? Those who might not be close to the Old Gods? Those who felt tossed aside, simply because of how they were born? While this had never stopped Deimos, for he would never be ashamed of those incantations pulsing through his blood, many Naturals may not feel the same. And Amalia had encouraged him, every step of the way, to not just give up or give in. There could've been hordes more that had never been given the opportunity. [say]“Abandoned. Accepted. The ones that have not chosen a side. Potential allies for their cause.”[/say] For their survival. That was a comprehensible feat too; but it also spoke highly of desperation. Why would the Voice not encourage it? Questions, questions, questions that might not have any answers.
The only parameter he could pinpoint down in the machinations was the onslaught of the war. The brimming horizon now anointed with a timeline. [say]“We might be at a point where they will try anything to sway others.”[/say] Why not strive to secure other mages? Those who might not be close to the Old Gods? Those who felt tossed aside, simply because of how they were born? While this had never stopped Deimos, for he would never be ashamed of those incantations pulsing through his blood, many Naturals may not feel the same. And Amalia had encouraged him, every step of the way, to not just give up or give in. There could've been hordes more that had never been given the opportunity. [say]“Abandoned. Accepted. The ones that have not chosen a side. Potential allies for their cause.”[/say] For their survival. That was a comprehensible feat too; but it also spoke highly of desperation. Why would the Voice not encourage it? Questions, questions, questions that might not have any answers.
