Samuel
There was a hesitation before Amalia answered and Sam wondered if she was suddenly going to change her mind; she seemed less willing than him to shed their identities and just talk. Still, she eventually did give him an answer, one that he was glad to hear, but that made him look off to the side with a little wrinkle of his nose. "I don't like honey. Though maybe I just need to try it in your scones...why are they your favourite?"
Luckily she seemed to pick up on his idea to get to know each other on other merits, and he gladly answered her question. "Well, when I was 17 I started spending more time out of the house and Cornelius, the old book seller in the market, would talk to me." A smile grew on his face, soft and sad. "He asked me if I wanted to learn his trade, because he was old and had no children to teach, and I had little else to do, so I agreed. He let me stay in his home, learn his skills and eat his food as long as I worked hard." It had been the only true kindness he'd experienced in his earlier life and it still brought him close to tears to think of it now, the pure gratitude he felt.
"...Of course, he died a while ago now. But I've found I actually love the craft of making books myself and it keeps my mind occupied. So...I doubt I'll ever stop making them." Even with his life so busy he had only paused for a little while.
Luckily she seemed to pick up on his idea to get to know each other on other merits, and he gladly answered her question. "Well, when I was 17 I started spending more time out of the house and Cornelius, the old book seller in the market, would talk to me." A smile grew on his face, soft and sad. "He asked me if I wanted to learn his trade, because he was old and had no children to teach, and I had little else to do, so I agreed. He let me stay in his home, learn his skills and eat his food as long as I worked hard." It had been the only true kindness he'd experienced in his earlier life and it still brought him close to tears to think of it now, the pure gratitude he felt.
"...Of course, he died a while ago now. But I've found I actually love the craft of making books myself and it keeps my mind occupied. So...I doubt I'll ever stop making them." Even with his life so busy he had only paused for a little while.
Part of being alive is wishing that you weren't sometimes
as your brain forces you to breathe
Base Code by Sky!
