I carried my own ashes to the mountains
The Stormbreak mention seemed to be enough for her to sink her teeth into without the reel of irritation pervading the loam, and as much as he enjoyed teasing and taunting, he wouldn’t go so far as to dredge up horrendous memories for the sake of it. Instead, they could gossip and ponder about the state of affairs amidst the floating city, for which both had been previously banned - Kiada, in her Ascended state, wouldn’t have been permitted, nor he, with the magic and Abandoned blood coursing through his veins.
Neither of them were probably ashamed of it though – he certainly wasn’t. “Young leadership seemed to take it on,” aided and guided by advisors, one would hope, though he was constantly learning that there was much to develop in the ways of politics from some of them. “Not that I am aware of. Much of those who would have complained are no longer there.” The war had ripped them apart too, in the days preceding and thereafter. “There is probably some residual racism tucked away.” He shrugged his shoulders, because their contempt and abhorrence wouldn’t change his state of mind or being. “Have you ever gone?” As an Ancient, she’d been free to roam – but whether she had or not in all the aftermath was probably not a given.
Neither of them were probably ashamed of it though – he certainly wasn’t. “Young leadership seemed to take it on,” aided and guided by advisors, one would hope, though he was constantly learning that there was much to develop in the ways of politics from some of them. “Not that I am aware of. Much of those who would have complained are no longer there.” The war had ripped them apart too, in the days preceding and thereafter. “There is probably some residual racism tucked away.” He shrugged his shoulders, because their contempt and abhorrence wouldn’t change his state of mind or being. “Have you ever gone?” As an Ancient, she’d been free to roam – but whether she had or not in all the aftermath was probably not a given.
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