When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Snarling at the man, Alina pulled her weapon back. "I didn't attack you," she declared, speaking loudly enough that everyone could hear. And given that the Fae were unable to tell a lie, the onlookers knew that it had been an accident.
Snorting at his words, she brought the point of her spear back to his throat. "Don't move and don't speak," she half-snapped at half-warned him. After all, she'd told him already that she wouldn't ask twice. With that she reached forward for his nearest pocket, intending to take the goods he'd pilfered (and, at this point, anything that was his as well) and empty them out, placing them on a nearby table until they could sort of what belonged to who.
Snorting at his words, she brought the point of her spear back to his throat. "Don't move and don't speak," she half-snapped at half-warned him. After all, she'd told him already that she wouldn't ask twice. With that she reached forward for his nearest pocket, intending to take the goods he'd pilfered (and, at this point, anything that was his as well) and empty them out, placing them on a nearby table until they could sort of what belonged to who.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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