KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
The reply made him turn towards the stranger, with a smug expression on the young face. Dark amusement dancing within deep blue eyes. "That I should," he agreed, bouncing a rock with deft ease on his palm. "So what do I get?" There was a casual arrogance in the way he held himself, half jesting, but also half serious. If rewards were offered, he really should get one.
Something about the man made the back of his neck crawl, though. The more Korbin looked at him, the more something screamed at him. That things weren't right. Damned if he could pinpoint it though... There were too many new things around him for the mannerisms of one person to stand out.
Something about the man made the back of his neck crawl, though. The more Korbin looked at him, the more something screamed at him. That things weren't right. Damned if he could pinpoint it though... There were too many new things around him for the mannerisms of one person to stand out.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
