death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
Another righteous feeling of anger burst into his lungs then - and maybe this time it was for himself. A bitter taste on his tongue, an acerbic burn coating the length of his throat. ”She used me to hold her position as Warden while she went to the Grounds for Deepfrost. Ordered me to do it, while she gallivanted off with Neron before the monsters came.” Based on his presumptions and Safrin's indications. And perhaps that cut the most; that he’d been the pawn that time, moved around like a good little piece on the board, despite his vexation and irritation. Despite not wanting to, ever again. ”So probably not.” He’d own up to his mistakes and stupidity; and the pending result would be the same.
He could hear the defiance well before he saw it, his piercing gaze lingering in the corner of his eyes. ”You know I would not let you do it alone. But we have other things to try first.” The Glacier was an initial obstacle, and then the rest would fray and filter off at the seams. “And I will not be able to do anything if I am banished anyway.” What a bizarre feeling - to relive a pattern - days of refugee forces lingering outside in caves, licking their wounds, struggling not to crumble to defeat. The pail continued to be filled, an idle distraction now.
He could hear the defiance well before he saw it, his piercing gaze lingering in the corner of his eyes. ”You know I would not let you do it alone. But we have other things to try first.” The Glacier was an initial obstacle, and then the rest would fray and filter off at the seams. “And I will not be able to do anything if I am banished anyway.” What a bizarre feeling - to relive a pattern - days of refugee forces lingering outside in caves, licking their wounds, struggling not to crumble to defeat. The pail continued to be filled, an idle distraction now.
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