LOREN
The corner’s of Loren’s lips quirked up at Sunjata’s admission, but that was the only response the summoner gave. Instead, he sighed, and gave the panther a pointed look. ”If you really feel that way, then you have to remain firm. Open the door even a little bit and she’ll shove through it.” The Launceleyn’s words were kindly enough, but there was steel in them.
He stayed quiet as the other man admitted that he wished Frey had remained silent. Then, though, Loren shook his head. "The truth might hurt. But...I've found that it hurts less than lies do. Even lies of omission." There was a haunted look in his eyes and his tone was sad. "Regardless, we can't control the gods. We can only deal with the aftermath in the best way we know how." Still, there was a sympathetic expression on his face.
He stayed quiet as the other man admitted that he wished Frey had remained silent. Then, though, Loren shook his head. "The truth might hurt. But...I've found that it hurts less than lies do. Even lies of omission." There was a haunted look in his eyes and his tone was sad. "Regardless, we can't control the gods. We can only deal with the aftermath in the best way we know how." Still, there was a sympathetic expression on his face.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
