Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Your heroes for ghosts?
Sam looked sideways at Ronin as the Voice rejected his description. He couldn't tell if the objection was to Ronin's goodness or his being a man, but he nodded and looked back to the Voice, trying to make it clear he understood whatever it was she didn't like, mumbled an apology under his breath.
He felt his skin shiver as she took his face in her hands, lifted his head to let her touch more. "No, I...I'm sorry. It's just....I came to see you and there was no answer, and I..I've found out about what I did before. And now I can be invisible, and it's rather a lot. I just didn't know if you were mad at me or--" Sam paused, knowing he was beginning to speak too quickly.
"You're right, though. You wouldn't forget me. I just would like to know what's happening , if that's alright, and um..you said...brighter..?" He did not look at Ronin, only at The Voice.
Samuel
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
