The things they taught you
they're lining up to haunt you
Vervain's question was a good one but also one Sam had no idea how to answer: what did he want to be for the people of the Grounds? "I..I wa-want to make them feel like I know...know what I'm d-doing, that I can help them be sss..safe here." With his voice so unsteady and his posture so obviously terrified, he wasn't able to provide that, at least not to the level he wanted to.
Maybe she was right about trying to make sense of the Gods: Sam had certainly found it to be a fruitless endeavour. "I..I just wa-wanted to make her happy, once. Bu..but...she kept doing things and p-pp-people would ask me how I could st..stand with her, and..." Sighing and shaking his head, Sam shrugged his shoulders. "I struggled. To..to answer."
Who did he want to be, though? That was hard. "..What do you do...wh..wh..when you hate everything th-that you are?"
Maybe she was right about trying to make sense of the Gods: Sam had certainly found it to be a fruitless endeavour. "I..I just wa-wanted to make her happy, once. Bu..but...she kept doing things and p-pp-people would ask me how I could st..stand with her, and..." Sighing and shaking his head, Sam shrugged his shoulders. "I struggled. To..to answer."
Who did he want to be, though? That was hard. "..What do you do...wh..wh..when you hate everything th-that you are?"
You got your back against the wall
Samuel
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