my demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced
Finn feels some of the tension unknot from his shoulders as the idea of a council is floated about - something he'd much prefer, truthfully, to standing in front of the Order like he is. "No book, no Eye," he agrees, nodding along with the other suggestions as well. "I can walk the perimeters and the Tower regularly to check if Ascended are present," he offers, adjusting his glasses and glancing between the Accepted of the group.
"I also have an idea, though it may be better to meet separately to discuss it. It would only involve a few of us, and I'm not sure whether or not it would even work." Hesitating, because if he brings it up now it might spiral out of control, eventually he decides he would rather it be out in the open as a seed of an idea when they are all present to decide upon it.
"We could approach the border of the Hollowed Ground from within the Greatwood," he offers. "If we were all to channel at once... perhaps we could do something. What, though, he's not sure.
"I also have an idea, though it may be better to meet separately to discuss it. It would only involve a few of us, and I'm not sure whether or not it would even work." Hesitating, because if he brings it up now it might spiral out of control, eventually he decides he would rather it be out in the open as a seed of an idea when they are all present to decide upon it.
"We could approach the border of the Hollowed Ground from within the Greatwood," he offers. "If we were all to channel at once... perhaps we could do something. What, though, he's not sure.
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