Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands
Lovers learned from slower hands
While his suggestion came from a place of logic, he felt a little disappointed in his inability to help Phoebe with her musings. Of course, when she explained why his idea wouldn't work, it seemed perfectly obvious, and he nodded with a rueful smile. "Of course, that makes sense. I was thinking in terms of city infrastructure. Things are different here."
But it seemed that the Guardian of the Greatwood didn't need his input after all, as she suggested a different approach. Liam considered fireless lights as they walked, humming approval of the idea. "That makes sense," he said with an encouraging smile. "Would they be fixed in certain places, or would any of them be portable?" He could see the use of both.
But it seemed that the Guardian of the Greatwood didn't need his input after all, as she suggested a different approach. Liam considered fireless lights as they walked, humming approval of the idea. "That makes sense," he said with an encouraging smile. "Would they be fixed in certain places, or would any of them be portable?" He could see the use of both.
Losing self in myself
And my demons make demands
And my demons make demands
Liam
