Who was it that led you on
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And makes you want to hurt me so?
"I'm Liam," the soldier said, resisting the urge to snap into a salute. He'd heard of Deimos - who hadn't? - but it had been seasons since he'd been a dragoon, and he'd never served outside the borders of Stormbreak, never owed any other than his homeland his allegiance. And the Greatwood, now, he supposed, but what was he there, other than a simple civilian? "It's nice to meet you, Deimos."
He nodded his agreement to the Warden's plan, crouching to get closer to the sifting dirt. He peered through the falling debris with eager eyes, hoping that something would come to light from their investigation. To his disappointment, though, he saw nothing but dirt, dirt, and more dirt. "Nothing here," he said, glancing up at his new companion. "I wodner if there'd be anything further down in the crater?"
He nodded his agreement to the Warden's plan, crouching to get closer to the sifting dirt. He peered through the falling debris with eager eyes, hoping that something would come to light from their investigation. To his disappointment, though, he saw nothing but dirt, dirt, and more dirt. "Nothing here," he said, glancing up at his new companion. "I wodner if there'd be anything further down in the crater?"
Who do you want to forget?
Who forgot you long ago?
Who forgot you long ago?
Liam
