Don't put your happiness in other people's hands
He took the paper and read it quickly, half turning as if to say something. Then his eyes fell back on the note, on the message: Wait until Flowerbirth. Korbin pursed his lips thoughtfully and watched the back of the Captain as she kept walking. He didn't interrupt her, even though a thousand questions buzzed in his mind. No doubt he wouldn't get any more answers from her, and he had been given a bit of thinking to do.
He went to fetch the paper wad she had thrown at him. Bundling it togetherwith the other note, the boy knelt on the ground and reached for flint and steel in a pouch. A few sparks struck onto the paper was enough to make it catch fire, and he waited until every single scrap of it had been turned to ash. Then he scattered it to the wind, and kicked at the snow until all traces of fire were gone.
Couldn't be too careful. Some things really should never be put into writing.
He lingered for a while, gazing down on the Citadel, deep in thought. Then he rose and left, hefting his game over the shoulder as he kept walking, back towards home.
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- FIN
He went to fetch the paper wad she had thrown at him. Bundling it togetherwith the other note, the boy knelt on the ground and reached for flint and steel in a pouch. A few sparks struck onto the paper was enough to make it catch fire, and he waited until every single scrap of it had been turned to ash. Then he scattered it to the wind, and kicked at the snow until all traces of fire were gone.
Couldn't be too careful. Some things really should never be put into writing.
He lingered for a while, gazing down on the Citadel, deep in thought. Then he rose and left, hefting his game over the shoulder as he kept walking, back towards home.
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- FIN
They'll drop it
KORBIN
