Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Your heroes for ghosts?
"Oh, um, well I'm glad you think so." Sam smiled, though he was sure that not all of the people in Sanctuary actually felt that way; he'd heard at least one mumble about creepy Ascended after he'd left a house. Some people were just naturally suspicious of his motives, why someone like him would want to know old stories of the Gods and the Accepted - Academic interest was not always a good excuse.
Oliver's words didn't offend Sam at all. "That is what stories do - connect us. If..if you'd like to read more, feel free to come to the Atheneum and ask for me." Looking up at the sky he wrung his hands together, seeing the purple-orange hues of a rising sun. "I should probably get going now...but please, feel free to pursue your interests and ask for the books at the guild."
Feel free to have Oliver wrap up next post!
Samuel
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
