Samuel
So if you're lost along the way
And if you're thinking that will always be the case
And if you're thinking that will always be the case
"...They have Ascended friends, lovers, family...or they will be taken into the fighting when it begins. I doubt we will be able to settle the whole thing neatly out of all the cities." Sam said quietly, darkly; what would their beloved regions look like after the next years? Would the Grounds make it? It was awfully depressing to think that the last three hundred years trapped in the bubble had been their grand climax.
As for how much the Old Gods were recruiting, to Sam it felt like all of his friends were suddenly soldiers for Safrin or Ludo, but he supposed it was all a matter of perspective. They had gotten some new Ascended, especially with the mass rising in Leafchange.
Remi posed a good question, but one that made Sam think rather than cast him into despair. Of course, he couldn't share any of the answers that came to mind...but all he did was smile, very slightly.
Anyway, all they were getting out of this was a lot of doom and gloom. With a sigh, Sam sat back in his chair and looked over to Remi, the profile of the man he'd once loved dearly (though with a kind of immature love that he now couldn't really relate to). "...Well. Thank you for respecting me enough to speak to me...some people wouldn't do that anymore. I wish...I wish we could go back and try to do everything again. Maybe if we'd been more insistent at the start about not giving into the division..."
As for how much the Old Gods were recruiting, to Sam it felt like all of his friends were suddenly soldiers for Safrin or Ludo, but he supposed it was all a matter of perspective. They had gotten some new Ascended, especially with the mass rising in Leafchange.
Remi posed a good question, but one that made Sam think rather than cast him into despair. Of course, he couldn't share any of the answers that came to mind...but all he did was smile, very slightly.
Anyway, all they were getting out of this was a lot of doom and gloom. With a sigh, Sam sat back in his chair and looked over to Remi, the profile of the man he'd once loved dearly (though with a kind of immature love that he now couldn't really relate to). "...Well. Thank you for respecting me enough to speak to me...some people wouldn't do that anymore. I wish...I wish we could go back and try to do everything again. Maybe if we'd been more insistent at the start about not giving into the division..."
You'll make a sucker's prayer
Just go and leave it that-a-way
Just go and leave it that-a-way
