zephyr
"Smugglin'? In Torchline? Where'd ya hear a crazy thing like that?" Wry amusement permeates the mock-innocence of your voice; if you were a younger, more forward man, you might have batted your lashes at her in surprise. As it is you shake your head, glancing sidelong at her with a raised brow. "Ah, but I'm a humble dockworker, an' yer a humble traveler, an' neither of us has anythin' more excitin' than that goin' on- isn't that so?"
Her assessment of the other lands (my kind stands out distinctly, making you think of Sam but you don't say anything because what are timelines) does little more than reaffirm your staunch belief that there is no place like home. The comment about people with wings does make you snort: "I met one'uv 'em. Right little shit, but to the point."
The Fingers and the Maw, eh? "In'nerestin' topics. What, you some kinda monster hunter?" You're reluctant to give away any information about the Fingers (and more reluctant to admit you have no idea what haunts your beloved tunnel system), but the Maw is another story. "Legends say sommat big lives in the deep. Mers might know more. I ain't seen it myself, but that don't mean it ain't there."
Her assessment of the other lands (my kind stands out distinctly, making you think of Sam but you don't say anything because what are timelines) does little more than reaffirm your staunch belief that there is no place like home. The comment about people with wings does make you snort: "I met one'uv 'em. Right little shit, but to the point."
The Fingers and the Maw, eh? "In'nerestin' topics. What, you some kinda monster hunter?" You're reluctant to give away any information about the Fingers (and more reluctant to admit you have no idea what haunts your beloved tunnel system), but the Maw is another story. "Legends say sommat big lives in the deep. Mers might know more. I ain't seen it myself, but that don't mean it ain't there."
give your heart to a wanderer
who found your soul and called it home
who found your soul and called it home
