Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands
Lovers learned from slower hands
Friends did do that. A friendly outing doing friend things would no doubt be just what the doctor ordered. Only if that was the case, why was his mouth suddenly dry and his palms suddenly sweaty? "Great!" Liam said, perhaps slightly too quickly. "We can meet here, and go from there, if that works for you." Maybe she had somewhere else in mind; Liam would gladly make any variation of their plans worked.
It was strange to be considering sightseeing after their hunt. It felt like they'd been searching for months, but it had only been a few weeks. If Liam felt this strange about it, he could only imagine how Maea must feel. Her quest was complete. She'd finished her task. Liam had always enjoyed checking off boxes, but there was also a certain melancholy that tended to accompany the completion of any big project. After all, what was one to do now that their primary goal was finished?
The good news was that they did have plans to pursue after the delivery of the rose, and until they'd returned from Torchline, he supposed they had earned the time to relax.
It was strange to be considering sightseeing after their hunt. It felt like they'd been searching for months, but it had only been a few weeks. If Liam felt this strange about it, he could only imagine how Maea must feel. Her quest was complete. She'd finished her task. Liam had always enjoyed checking off boxes, but there was also a certain melancholy that tended to accompany the completion of any big project. After all, what was one to do now that their primary goal was finished?
The good news was that they did have plans to pursue after the delivery of the rose, and until they'd returned from Torchline, he supposed they had earned the time to relax.
Losing self in myself
And my demons make demands
And my demons make demands
Liam
