KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
They all sounded like flimsy things, in Korbin's mind. Unreliable. And they all more or less excluded Amun, a little more with each example. They weren't similar, shared nothing, and with Deepfrost approaching there would be no proximity to even speak of. He failed to see the point.
"All I get from this is that you sound awfully keen on being friends," he remarked. "Why? You don't know anything about me."
Not to mention, Korbin had been less than pleasant through most of the talk. He didn't see that there was any appeal in staying anywhere near him.
Which kind of was the point.
"All I get from this is that you sound awfully keen on being friends," he remarked. "Why? You don't know anything about me."
Not to mention, Korbin had been less than pleasant through most of the talk. He didn't see that there was any appeal in staying anywhere near him.
Which kind of was the point.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
