ELENA
we had discovered
an accursed country.
an accursed country.
Elena had't expected Korbin to join in on the toast. Would have been surprised if he had, really. And this should have been a sign to walk away, to take her damn opinion elsewhere, just as she'd claimed others should. Yet, something made her stay. After a few moments of sipping her drink in silence, listening to the low murmur of conversation around her, she sighed.
"The last time I downed the drink as hard as you, my Captain nearly kicked me out of the Shields. I was hovering between hungover and drunk for a week. Nearly broke someone's arm while sparring." Her memories of those days were scattered, of course, but she remembered the pain going deeper than the physical each time her thoughts started to clear. Aloud, she added, "But, it hurt too much to be sober."
"The last time I downed the drink as hard as you, my Captain nearly kicked me out of the Shields. I was hovering between hungover and drunk for a week. Nearly broke someone's arm while sparring." Her memories of those days were scattered, of course, but she remembered the pain going deeper than the physical each time her thoughts started to clear. Aloud, she added, "But, it hurt too much to be sober."
we had found
the home of the blizzard
the home of the blizzard
