When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Alina nodded in agreement with the man's assessment of the land. The sooner she got back to the Greatwood, the better. When he started asking his questions, she sighed. "It's true. We can't lie." She glanced over at him, shrugging. Whether or not he believed that was his perogative.
His next inquiry caught her entirely off guard; she sputtered, half with laughter half with outrage. "Yes we have a pit. It's for keeping prisoners in." Narrowing her eyes, she shook her head. "What, you think we feed our prisoners to wild beasts like savages?" She grinned at the stranger, clearly amused that he would think such a thing.
His next inquiry caught her entirely off guard; she sputtered, half with laughter half with outrage. "Yes we have a pit. It's for keeping prisoners in." Narrowing her eyes, she shook her head. "What, you think we feed our prisoners to wild beasts like savages?" She grinned at the stranger, clearly amused that he would think such a thing.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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