Samuel
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doolf gib taerg a em thguorb uoY
Sam stared at the lamp, scrunching his mouth to the side as he willed it in his mind to turn into the sun, unsure if what he was seeing was the reality or imagination; right now, when it seemed everyone was existing somewhere between the two, it felt impossible to know. Regardless of if Oliver was right or not, he did stand back and stop blocking the light, still peering at it for a while after.
"There aren't any Golems in Torchline." He said with confidence, never having seen or heard of one of the huge creatures in the warm land. Regardless of if they were there, he had certainly never heard of a Golem stealing someone's mouth. His mind having chosen to keep hold of this one point of clarity, Sam shook his head and frowned. "No. They don't take mouths. They just smash things."
He took a couple of steps backwards, then looked at Oliver again. "You're sick too, I think. You should go home to rest. I'm going to...eventually."
"There aren't any Golems in Torchline." He said with confidence, never having seen or heard of one of the huge creatures in the warm land. Regardless of if they were there, he had certainly never heard of a Golem stealing someone's mouth. His mind having chosen to keep hold of this one point of clarity, Sam shook his head and frowned. "No. They don't take mouths. They just smash things."
He took a couple of steps backwards, then looked at Oliver again. "You're sick too, I think. You should go home to rest. I'm going to...eventually."
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tfig a tahw ,erac oT
