there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
At Abasi’s question, Loren flushed. ”Oh. Uh. Your heartbeat?” He shrugged, more than a bit embarrassed. ”I was hoping to get you excited, is all I meant.” This time, his voice came out much more quietly and much less confidently.Thankfully, he had enough time to recover as the undertaker consider the river from his old world. The summoner smiled at the other man’s description. ”It sounds wonderful.” Giving Abasi a gentle squeeze, Loren let silence ring between them for just a moment. Then he tilted his head. ”So. Do you know how to swim? Because I don’t.”
When the undertaker looked around at the trees, the Launceleyn let out a huff of laughter. ”I wouldn’t worry about it too much. They mostly keep to themselves, so unless you seek out their village, or do something to damage the Greatwood, they seem content to let the ignorant outsiders stumble through life.” This time, the smile he turned on the other man was reassuring. It slipped away at the question. ”As far as I know, they worship the old gods.” Loren shrugged, not at all ashamed by his ignorance. He glanced at the water, drinking in the sights and scents and sounds of life all around them.
and it's bringing me out the dark
LOREN
