Ash unclenches his fist and breathes out an agonized sigh. He lifts his head, and his eyes are filled with sorrow. "Forgive me. It wasn't your song, Thrull. My...I... There's a lot weighing on me right now. I just... I need to live. Through this. And everything else he throws at me, so I can prove I'm... I'm worthy of it."
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2012-08-16, 06:46 PM (ISO 8601)Bugbear in the Playground
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Re: Adventures in Sigil - IC - Part III [4E]
Last edited by Orsik Vondal; 2012-08-16 at 06:48 PM.
"How could a man go through life with so little? Nothing of permanence, nothing built up to leave behind him. Nothing to testify to his existence at all. The kind of man who isn't focused on his own existence, I guess. The kind of man who cares more about others than he does himself..."--Harry Dresden, from Ghost Story
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