there is always hope
"I can only agree - whilst there were some strange things where I was from, this world only continues to surprise me over and over." Ronin shook his head and took another sip of his wine. A place with dragons and chimeras and a goddess made of stars... certainly this was the stuff of dreams. Unfortunately they could not continue to talk about dreams, for the reality of Zariah's rule was always close at hand, weighing down any fanciful thoughts.
And as Ronin listened he realised just how tangled a web it was that Bastien had wove with the Merciless, whether he had wanted to or not. "Mm... I come from a place where bigotry is all anyone knows, though it sometimes wears a pretty face. I worry that without any leader we risk following that same path..." And given his recent conversation with Amalia... well.
"It isn't hopeless, though." Leaning forward, Ronin spoke in a low and careful voice, planting seeds of sedition and rebellion and caring not a stitch about it.
And as Ronin listened he realised just how tangled a web it was that Bastien had wove with the Merciless, whether he had wanted to or not. "Mm... I come from a place where bigotry is all anyone knows, though it sometimes wears a pretty face. I worry that without any leader we risk following that same path..." And given his recent conversation with Amalia... well.
"It isn't hopeless, though." Leaning forward, Ronin spoke in a low and careful voice, planting seeds of sedition and rebellion and caring not a stitch about it.
