Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Taking his eyes away from the motif of animal skulls, or the others littered around in various sizes, he snorted at Ru’s next insinuation. “A refuge for the banished?” A joke, maybe, considering where they’d been the past couple of seasons, as he sauntered further, gaze flickering down at the dirt, soot, and sand. Having been in more than enough caverns, and under the dirt melees, the preference still didn’t rally to his heart – not one so touched and molded by ice and snow. “They can have it.” All their roots and monsters buried in the rubble. An arch to his brow countered with an almost silent inquiry. Would she retreat here, given no other options or alternatives?
Pleased with her indignant snort, a boyish grin settled on his features, despite the less than amiable surroundings. Might as well make it irritating for everyone. “And a magical bridge? With keys?” The Sword laughed then, a deep rumble to exude and echo over nothingness. "I did not go there often. Once for a battle, and another for trade discussion."
Pleased with her indignant snort, a boyish grin settled on his features, despite the less than amiable surroundings. Might as well make it irritating for everyone. “And a magical bridge? With keys?” The Sword laughed then, a deep rumble to exude and echo over nothingness. "I did not go there often. Once for a battle, and another for trade discussion."
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
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