do you wanna be free of this

You learn to stand alone at last

So brave, and bold, and strong, and stout

"Maybe, though not as it currently is. I mean...I don't think Wessex would be open to a lot of my ideas." Sam sighed, lacing his fingers together and turning his hands over a couple of times, trying to imagine how that conversation would go - if it would end up with him being stabbed again. "And...maybe, if we can find somewhere, a totally fresh start is what we all need. I mean, there wouldn't be any reminders of past problems then." Somewhere in the Wilds perhaps, with just nature and themselves, no buildings or shrines or sites of past battles.

As for the Warden, Sam shrugged; the woman was mostly a mystery to him. All he knew was that she was intimidating. "I've never spoken to her...maybe you could write her a letter, if you had the time? People affected by the Festival is a good idea, though. You...know Deimos, right? Do you think he'd be interested?" It was always hard to read the man, but he did now have a few Ascended he cared about.

The Order put a chill down his own spine and it seemed like Sunjata wasn't a fan either. Sam sighed and picked at the fabric of his pants, suddenly a little nervous to hear any answers. "...Do you know what their intentions are, in full? Do they want to...get rid of Ascended?"

You learn somehow to like the dark, even love the doubt

SAMUEL

Base Code by Sky!