Seeds to Sow

Caiside The woods are lovely dark and deep But I have places to see And miles to go before I sleep Caiside sniffed, staring down his nose at Sam, his eyes angry slits. Despite the fact hat they were the same height, there was still the sense that Caiside was looking down at Sam, the air of anger and haughtiness only heightened by the careful makeup on his face. It took a lot of effort to not just snap, demand a book to pour over to find his own answers, but this was still (debatably) easier. ”I did nothing wrong.” Caiside sneered in a voice of venom. ”I was asked what I wanted, what my goals were, and when I answered, honestly, o was left alone. Called... boring.” Even repeating it now made him angry, the insult nearly as bad as how he’d been left, though he did keep those details far from his tongue. Sucking in a breath between his teeth, Caiside stepped away, seemed to address the room. ”I made my sacrifices. I have done more than you can imagine. And to be derided for simply wanting to claim what is owed to me?” He was ranting now, something that had been far more impressive when he’d had full access to his powers. Not that Caiside cared about looks right now, too wrapped up in his anger. ”It’s a fine position to be in, already having what is supposed to be mine!” With obvious effort, Caiside turned back to Sam, his eyes burning, his jaw set. He hadn’t let the other man see more than he’d meant to, but perhaps it would hasten the knowledge from Sams mind.