When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy
Sam nodded, wondering if it might be nice for him to mail Loren some produce every so often from Torchline, though he wasn't sure if it would stay fresh long enough: maybe something to think about in the future, when he actually knew how long the food in Torchline lasted (not needing to eat, he was painfully uninformed about local cuisine).
"Well, no one else owns it, and you're the one that opened the door." He pointed out with a slight smirk, quite enjoying the chance to be back in his old haunt even if it were just for an hour. As for Torchline's monsoons, all he could do was nod: "They're...stronger than any storm you've ever seen and the seas rise with them. It's impressive, in the same way the sea is, but still rather terrifying."
With all that said, Sam was glad he had moved there. He looked out of the window out to the market and the streets, frowning just a little. "Too many dark memories here. I went to Torchline for the Deepfrost and found I liked it there...I didn't see a reason to return to the Grounds; I have no close friends here, not really, and the shop could always move. Though as I said, I mostly sell maps nowadays, for the sailors." You had to adapt to your audience.
Loren's sigh indicated that not everything was well, but Sam had to admit he was largely ignorant. "Well...I know that your brother is no longer the Warden...and that there was some kind of attack on the Citadel, prior to Longnight?"
"Well, no one else owns it, and you're the one that opened the door." He pointed out with a slight smirk, quite enjoying the chance to be back in his old haunt even if it were just for an hour. As for Torchline's monsoons, all he could do was nod: "They're...stronger than any storm you've ever seen and the seas rise with them. It's impressive, in the same way the sea is, but still rather terrifying."
With all that said, Sam was glad he had moved there. He looked out of the window out to the market and the streets, frowning just a little. "Too many dark memories here. I went to Torchline for the Deepfrost and found I liked it there...I didn't see a reason to return to the Grounds; I have no close friends here, not really, and the shop could always move. Though as I said, I mostly sell maps nowadays, for the sailors." You had to adapt to your audience.
Loren's sigh indicated that not everything was well, but Sam had to admit he was largely ignorant. "Well...I know that your brother is no longer the Warden...and that there was some kind of attack on the Citadel, prior to Longnight?"
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
SAMUEL
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