there's an ocean in my body
there's a river in my soul
"Yes...I would consider myself close to The Voice, yet many of her secrets are still a mystery to me." Sam admitted, though he did not sound particularly downcast about this fact; in actuality he liked that The Voice steadily revealed herself - it made him feel like he was more trusted each time he was given new information.
He was glad she understood what he meant now; it would be a horrible thing indeed if new people arriving in the Ground began to believe that the followers of the Voice were all without any kind of emotion. They were already accused of all kinds of things - he could not imagine the venom that particular element would add.
Nodding at her words on Caido, wishing they weren't true, Sam looked to their baskets, where the sun was now touching the rims. "Well, there we are. The sun is being captured. ...Thank you, for sitting with me." Her open mindedness had been refreshing, in the larger context of his constant having to argue for his right to exist.
He was glad she understood what he meant now; it would be a horrible thing indeed if new people arriving in the Ground began to believe that the followers of the Voice were all without any kind of emotion. They were already accused of all kinds of things - he could not imagine the venom that particular element would add.
Nodding at her words on Caido, wishing they weren't true, Sam looked to their baskets, where the sun was now touching the rims. "Well, there we are. The sun is being captured. ...Thank you, for sitting with me." Her open mindedness had been refreshing, in the larger context of his constant having to argue for his right to exist.
if I see a sign in the sky tonight
No one's gonna tell me it's a trick of the light
SAMuEL
