KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Oh, there were reasons. Soul deep, heartfelt reasons that fairly thrummed within the young man. But they were intimately linked to his personal history, his private emotions, and not something he wanted to talk about with a complete stranger. Or at all, really.
"It seems to be the only way to get people to leave me alone," he replied tersely. "I don't have anything to give anyone, and I'm tired of curious people meddling in my life, trying to fix things that aren't broken. Your healer friend is especially guilty of that - 'no' just didn't seem to register with him."
Hence this snapping and snarling - that had finally driven the point home with Loren, and it seemed the fastest way with everyone else too.
Except this person. He was uncannily calm even now, and it made Korbin feel unsure about the whole tactic.
"It seems to be the only way to get people to leave me alone," he replied tersely. "I don't have anything to give anyone, and I'm tired of curious people meddling in my life, trying to fix things that aren't broken. Your healer friend is especially guilty of that - 'no' just didn't seem to register with him."
Hence this snapping and snarling - that had finally driven the point home with Loren, and it seemed the fastest way with everyone else too.
Except this person. He was uncannily calm even now, and it made Korbin feel unsure about the whole tactic.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
