LOREN
Loren sighed, and looked past Abasi at the happy dancers. Although he did his best to hide it, the summoner’s expression was still troubled. "I said that I understood. And that I applauded you for trying to accept customs and traditions that are difficult for you to swallow. I know how hard that is." His voice came out quietly.
Finally his gaze returned to the undertaker's face. "It's only natural, yes. But I have to know, are you asking me to try and accept slavery?" The Launceleyn's voice still came out softly, but there was a quiet intensity to it. And his eyes had lost their sparkle and their joy as he continued to steadily regard the other man.
Finally his gaze returned to the undertaker's face. "It's only natural, yes. But I have to know, are you asking me to try and accept slavery?" The Launceleyn's voice still came out softly, but there was a quiet intensity to it. And his eyes had lost their sparkle and their joy as he continued to steadily regard the other man.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
