KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Well, better than nothing. Korbin felt his frustration lessen as something went according to plan. He worked quietly and quickly, but made sure to actually do the job properly. Perhaps that was why he was less than finished by the time Noah called to him for help.
He couldn't reply, and didn't feel like shifting just to offer a few words, but the young man stood and went over to help his friend load the furs up. Made sure he wouldn't accidentally break the reindeer's back by stacking up too much... though he couldn't help but playfully drape one of the pelts across the doe-eyed face. Felt only right and proper to spread his misery around a bit.
Once that was done, he returned to his own task. More pillows to stuff, more feathers to shove into cloth and sew up... It was tedious, and Korbin couldn't even pass the time with singing. He settled for working on lyrics instead, on the off chance that his deafness one day would let up.
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Korbin goes to help Noah, then returns to the boring pillow cases.
He couldn't reply, and didn't feel like shifting just to offer a few words, but the young man stood and went over to help his friend load the furs up. Made sure he wouldn't accidentally break the reindeer's back by stacking up too much... though he couldn't help but playfully drape one of the pelts across the doe-eyed face. Felt only right and proper to spread his misery around a bit.
Once that was done, he returned to his own task. More pillows to stuff, more feathers to shove into cloth and sew up... It was tedious, and Korbin couldn't even pass the time with singing. He settled for working on lyrics instead, on the off chance that his deafness one day would let up.
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Korbin goes to help Noah, then returns to the boring pillow cases.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
