there's an ocean in my body
there's a river in my soul
Tarasha didn't seem to be cold towards him, not quite, but they certainly weren't warm. Awkwardly putting his hand back by his side as it was swiftly left empty he tilted his head. "Touched...? You mean Ascended? I suppose you probably haven't met many Ascended." Sam tried to smile, though it was weak; he was sure Tarasha did not have good opinions of his people. "You could ask me questions about it, if you'd like."
He looked up as he tried to do the maths to work out how long ago he'd come to the Atheneum, tapping a foot. "Ummm. I think...well, over ten, at least. Maybe about fifteen?" Long enough that he could be considered an expert on the shelves, at least.
He looked up as he tried to do the maths to work out how long ago he'd come to the Atheneum, tapping a foot. "Ummm. I think...well, over ten, at least. Maybe about fifteen?" Long enough that he could be considered an expert on the shelves, at least.
if I see a sign in the sky tonight
No one's gonna tell me it's a trick of the light
SAMuEL
