Luciana
cause it makes me that much stronger
makes me work a little bit harder
makes me work a little bit harder
Luciana's frown deepened at Gideon's question. Shrugging, she made one last correction to the metal of the anvil before setting it down. "They're led by an Abandoned, aren't they? Worse, they have a school for magic." She shuddered at the mention of it.
"Plus, they're mostly hunter-gatherers and their structures and tools are primitive at best." Gesturing around at her fully stocked forge and workshop, with all the comparatively modern bells and whistle, she raised her eyebrows as if the contrast should be evident.
Snorting at his explanation, she shook her head. "How do you know they didn't have a choice?" It was a genuine question, seeing as she was far from well-versed on the portal technology. "And no one really has a choice in how they're born, do they? The old gods have deemed that some souls are beyond saving." Her eyes glittered for a moment as they trailed over to the lantern that was designed as a crib.
"Plus, they're mostly hunter-gatherers and their structures and tools are primitive at best." Gesturing around at her fully stocked forge and workshop, with all the comparatively modern bells and whistle, she raised her eyebrows as if the contrast should be evident.
Snorting at his explanation, she shook her head. "How do you know they didn't have a choice?" It was a genuine question, seeing as she was far from well-versed on the portal technology. "And no one really has a choice in how they're born, do they? The old gods have deemed that some souls are beyond saving." Her eyes glittered for a moment as they trailed over to the lantern that was designed as a crib.
it makes me that much wiser
so thanks for making me a fighter
so thanks for making me a fighter
