When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Narrowing her eyes at him, Alina's nostrils flared. However, she didn't respond to his words. Instead, she just paced aerially a little faster.
Nodding at his question, she tightened her grip on her spear. Taking a deep breath, she tried to speak in as civil a tone as she could muster. Unfortunately, she was far from successful, the words coming out short and clipped. "Are you going to help me or not? In exchange for an appropriate favor?"
Her impatience was showing, and her wings fanned in a clear sign of her agitation. This wasn't something she was enjoying either, and the sooner it was over, one way or another, the better.
Nodding at his question, she tightened her grip on her spear. Taking a deep breath, she tried to speak in as civil a tone as she could muster. Unfortunately, she was far from successful, the words coming out short and clipped. "Are you going to help me or not? In exchange for an appropriate favor?"
Her impatience was showing, and her wings fanned in a clear sign of her agitation. This wasn't something she was enjoying either, and the sooner it was over, one way or another, the better.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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