KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
He didn't reply. Nor did he let her corral him back towards the Citadel. What was left for him there? His home was flying away, carried off on white wings. Let him die if that was how it had to be; he would rather end than sit and rot and do nothing.
The raven merely dodged aside and kept flying. He would have been content to ignore her completely, but Kiada had wings too, and her large vulture form was far heavier than himself. Korbin tried to dodge, but was taken off guard, and she barreled into him with enough force to knock him askew. Tumbling through the air, the raven lost several feet of height, but though it was rattled and aching from the impact, it did not stop.
He just kept flying. Had no words for her; what was left to say? She was nothing to him but another face in the crowd.
She was not Weaver, and thus she didn't matter.
The raven merely dodged aside and kept flying. He would have been content to ignore her completely, but Kiada had wings too, and her large vulture form was far heavier than himself. Korbin tried to dodge, but was taken off guard, and she barreled into him with enough force to knock him askew. Tumbling through the air, the raven lost several feet of height, but though it was rattled and aching from the impact, it did not stop.
He just kept flying. Had no words for her; what was left to say? She was nothing to him but another face in the crowd.
She was not Weaver, and thus she didn't matter.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
