Flinching away from Korbin's touch, Loren stepped aside. He reached up to rub his chest where the mageglass rested against his skin. Looking down, he stared at the bloodstained snow. "Not everyone." Jaw feathering with tension, he turned his back to the Overseer. "You're welcome." The words came out with an awkward and guiltly tone to them, and it was clear the healer was uncomfortable with the gratitude.
Lifting his gaze, he stared at the monument he'd started to build. "I made sure to learn their names. The Shields who died." There was something almost ashamed about the way he said it, and though his features were hidden, they were twisted in a mask of grief.
Lifting his gaze, he stared at the monument he'd started to build. "I made sure to learn their names. The Shields who died." There was something almost ashamed about the way he said it, and though his features were hidden, they were twisted in a mask of grief.
you are lost, hope is gone
but you must go on
Loren
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