You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
Amalia shook her head and Sam understood; he too felt like they were working against certainty with fantasy, trying to desperately push away the war that would one day envelope all of them, the dichotomy of Voice or Old Gods. Still he had argued for this many times, with many people, that it would be possible for them all to co-exist. He had to try this himself, or he would be a hypocrite.
"I think it would be difficult." He admitted. "We are both passionate and...believe a lot is at stake." That much was obvious. No matter how annoyed he got at Amalia, her faith and devotion to her Gods clearly matched his to his Goddess. "But if we try and don't succeed, well, we'd just be in the same place...we've already had one huge fight about it." Sam tried to smile, just a little, a weak breath of a laugh escaping him.
"I think it would be difficult." He admitted. "We are both passionate and...believe a lot is at stake." That much was obvious. No matter how annoyed he got at Amalia, her faith and devotion to her Gods clearly matched his to his Goddess. "But if we try and don't succeed, well, we'd just be in the same place...we've already had one huge fight about it." Sam tried to smile, just a little, a weak breath of a laugh escaping him.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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