loren
Loren’s fingers drummed a beat on his thigh. Realizing what he was doing after a moment, he stilled them, clasping them behind his back instead. ”He cares about the afterlife, and what happens to the soul after it leaves the body. The treatment of the remains was simply quite important to the future journey of the soul in his world.” His voice was quiet.
Glancing around at the hedges warily, he bit his lip. "We could try to map it from above. I know for a fact you've got enough room on your back for me to ride, though it might be hard to actually draw." Mostly this was idle speculation, trying to fill the time as they continued to make their way through the Labyrinth.
Glancing around at the hedges warily, he bit his lip. "We could try to map it from above. I know for a fact you've got enough room on your back for me to ride, though it might be hard to actually draw." Mostly this was idle speculation, trying to fill the time as they continued to make their way through the Labyrinth.
Never judge a book by its cover.
