Oh, how I've tried to get you out of my head
And I lie broken in words I said
And I lie broken in words I said
Liam paused to check another section of wall. This one seemed more promising; something shimmered in the rock, and he picked at it with the pickaxe. When a piece of rock fell away to reveal what he thought was an iron seam, he nodded to himself. "We have all the time in the world," he pointed out. "Or at least as long as it takes for me to mine this. I'm happy to listen to the long version, unless you're prefer to share the short." It would, after all, be something to pass the time, even if he wasn't interested in hearing.
The soldier hefted the pickaxe, and then swung it heavily at the wall. It chinked against the stone, cleaving pieces in small chunks from the tunnel. It was going to take a while, but at least he was strong enough to make progress. As he worked, he glanced at Maea periodically, keeping an eye on her as she shared whatever it was that had her so upset.
The soldier hefted the pickaxe, and then swung it heavily at the wall. It chinked against the stone, cleaving pieces in small chunks from the tunnel. It was going to take a while, but at least he was strong enough to make progress. As he worked, he glanced at Maea periodically, keeping an eye on her as she shared whatever it was that had her so upset.
Never thought I'd walk on this street again
Standing where it all began
Standing where it all began
Liam
