KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Oddly enough, Korbin relaxed even more when he lured the other man to laugh. He'd almost forgotten how good it felt to be able to do that. It had been a godawful long time since he'd laughed himself, and it was queer indeed that he'd remember how only after a near disaster.
The name of the goddess made him sit up a bit more. Interest sparked to life within the youths dark eyes, and he called for another drink - for the both of them. "Well now. That sounds like a tale worth hearing," he said with an easy smile. "Could I persuade you to tell me more about your Lady? The herald of Life, is about all I know of her."
If he could expect both kisses and power, it seemed like the perfect deity to turn to in a time of need.
The name of the goddess made him sit up a bit more. Interest sparked to life within the youths dark eyes, and he called for another drink - for the both of them. "Well now. That sounds like a tale worth hearing," he said with an easy smile. "Could I persuade you to tell me more about your Lady? The herald of Life, is about all I know of her."
If he could expect both kisses and power, it seemed like the perfect deity to turn to in a time of need.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
