You learn to stand alone at last
So brave, and bold, and strong, and stout
Sam was considering the last month, the not-quite-anything with Loren, the Ascended vote, everything that had resulted in his current stress, idly continuing to swing his legs entirely unaware of any tempting he was doing. It was only upon hearing a voice he looked down, his attention and wariness for attackers reserved for on the dock.
At first, seeing the man ascend he wasn't that shocked. He'd seen shoulders before after all - it was the moment later when it became clear that shoulders weren't all he was going to see that he looked away with a 'oh!', holding a hand up over his eyes to make it clear he wasn't trying to ogle. He knew it was a different culture in Torchline, but he'd hardly expected to see all of that in the middle of the night.
Of course, the man was not unattractive. Still, Sam kept his hand up, not wanting to make this any more of a mortifying experience than it already was. "I'm sorry! I won't look - feel free to walk past."
At first, seeing the man ascend he wasn't that shocked. He'd seen shoulders before after all - it was the moment later when it became clear that shoulders weren't all he was going to see that he looked away with a 'oh!', holding a hand up over his eyes to make it clear he wasn't trying to ogle. He knew it was a different culture in Torchline, but he'd hardly expected to see all of that in the middle of the night.
Of course, the man was not unattractive. Still, Sam kept his hand up, not wanting to make this any more of a mortifying experience than it already was. "I'm sorry! I won't look - feel free to walk past."
You learn somehow to like the dark, even love the doubt
SAMUEL
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