Tryin' to wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share
This lust is a burden that we both share
Liam had insisted upon accompanying Anju back to Stormbreak after the scare with the river star, disguising his worry beneath a desire to see how the region had changed in the seasons he'd been gone. It was a poor cover - and one that he was sure Anju saw right through - but it had saved him from having to argue over whether or not she needed an escort. Which, for the record, he knew she did not.
(But what if she did?)
Their trip had been largely uneventful, and Liam had found that he was enjoying himself far more in Anju's company than he had been in his self-imposed exile in the Greatwood. It was enough to make him question - not for the first time - just what was stopping him from going home. Sure, the memories might be painful, but gods only knew that he wasn't making new memories just sitting around in the Greatwood waiting for something to happen.
Their afternoon, though, was interrupted by the appearance of what could only be described as a thoroughly unexpected surprise. There in the Oerwoud, her head on her knees, crying as though she'd lost her very best friend, sat the Heart of Stormbreak.
Liam only knew her by name, and to hear that name drop from Anju's lips left Liam gaping. Luckily, neither of the women were paying him the least amount of attention just then, and so he elected to stand awkwardly nearby, his gaze roving over the surrounding landscape for any potential threat.
(But what if she did?)
Their trip had been largely uneventful, and Liam had found that he was enjoying himself far more in Anju's company than he had been in his self-imposed exile in the Greatwood. It was enough to make him question - not for the first time - just what was stopping him from going home. Sure, the memories might be painful, but gods only knew that he wasn't making new memories just sitting around in the Greatwood waiting for something to happen.
Their afternoon, though, was interrupted by the appearance of what could only be described as a thoroughly unexpected surprise. There in the Oerwoud, her head on her knees, crying as though she'd lost her very best friend, sat the Heart of Stormbreak.
Liam only knew her by name, and to hear that name drop from Anju's lips left Liam gaping. Luckily, neither of the women were paying him the least amount of attention just then, and so he elected to stand awkwardly nearby, his gaze roving over the surrounding landscape for any potential threat.
Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
Liam
