Are
Out of all that was shouted by the crowd, few things made a lick of sense to Are, but it mattered not. Being cooped up in that workshop any more would just drive him mad with grief. Following the mass of people had been more of a necessity than anything else, but another pair of turn shoes would never bring her closer and he needed to take his mind off of things.
A familiar face, a kind one at that, and orders. Finally something to do to ignore the bleeding fingers. A craftsman at heart, maybe, but still he remained as the mob dispersed. Kept there by neither duty nor compulsion, but by necessity. Sitting idly by and praying had yielded naught but distractions and further strain on his already chipped sanity, no, he could not just leave well enough alone.
"Heill!" he said, smiling as ever. I smell freedom, I might not be much more than a cobbler, but I'm here! Are stated as triumphantly as one could in the shadow of the looming spire. A constant reminder there was no escape, and how it separated him from her. What is freedom? If not another word for nothing left to lose? The words rang in his head, but it was not his father that had spoken them. Even though their source was unknown for now, he could only nod in approval of them as he approached.
"It's the least I can do, where do you need me?"
A familiar face, a kind one at that, and orders. Finally something to do to ignore the bleeding fingers. A craftsman at heart, maybe, but still he remained as the mob dispersed. Kept there by neither duty nor compulsion, but by necessity. Sitting idly by and praying had yielded naught but distractions and further strain on his already chipped sanity, no, he could not just leave well enough alone.
"Heill!" he said, smiling as ever. I smell freedom, I might not be much more than a cobbler, but I'm here! Are stated as triumphantly as one could in the shadow of the looming spire. A constant reminder there was no escape, and how it separated him from her. What is freedom? If not another word for nothing left to lose? The words rang in his head, but it was not his father that had spoken them. Even though their source was unknown for now, he could only nod in approval of them as he approached.
"It's the least I can do, where do you need me?"
