Samuel
An open field that's framed with trees
We pick a spot and shoot the breeze
"Yes, it...honestly, it seems like the most powerful thing she's done." Privately, Sam thought that perhaps the Core was actually responsible for that; he didn't understand it or what it was for, if it was a person like the Voice - but the pure power radiating from the being that had been released from the Spire had been awe inspiring. "It has been nice to meet so many new people with new ideas...and those that stand with the Old Gods want to cut us all off and have it be as it ever was."
He sighed and shook his head; if they kept pulling back progress, kept denying change, what would they be left with? They couldn't carry on as they were forever.
He recognised the horror in Cam's eyes as the same as his own, but didn't really have any comforts for it. "Yes. As I said, all we can do is believe her. And...I have met some Ascended that were three, five hundred years old - and just like you and I." 108 had been a little odd, but far from a monster, and Varus was just like anyone else.
He sighed and shook his head; if they kept pulling back progress, kept denying change, what would they be left with? They couldn't carry on as they were forever.
He recognised the horror in Cam's eyes as the same as his own, but didn't really have any comforts for it. "Yes. As I said, all we can do is believe her. And...I have met some Ascended that were three, five hundred years old - and just like you and I." 108 had been a little odd, but far from a monster, and Varus was just like anyone else.
All we see is sky for forever
We let the world pass by for forever
