Alys
The mention of Vi was taken with an incline of the head; Alys had grown more and more confused about her feelings for the gods, but she wasn't about to get into a philosophical debate with Noah, especially since she no longer knew where she stood. It had been easy to dislike them, ignoring their existence just as she felt that they ignored hers. It was more difficult to ignore them, knowing that some of her friends - including other Abandoned - were on good terms with the likes of Frey and Safrin. It had given her a great deal to think about in recent weeks.
So instead of commenting on Vi, she glanced toward the butcher shop. "I was -" She stepped aside as another patron passed by. "I was on the way to see him. I'm making stew tonight, and I was hoping to get some beef." She stepped towards the shop, opening the door and holding it for Noah to step through, given that his hands seemed to be quite full.
So instead of commenting on Vi, she glanced toward the butcher shop. "I was -" She stepped aside as another patron passed by. "I was on the way to see him. I'm making stew tonight, and I was hoping to get some beef." She stepped towards the shop, opening the door and holding it for Noah to step through, given that his hands seemed to be quite full.
sometimes i think all i'm ever doing is
trying to convince myself i'm alive
trying to convince myself i'm alive
