Go Do Your HomeworkIf someone had been able to extract the entire untainted truth from PDQ's fuddled mind, they would have been disappointed in the half-finished result. Although he could no longer use the word vedis in his thoughts since explaining his fear to Mychael, which was not surprising, the word also seemed completely separate from urylai, rather than existing as a darker side. The two sat in disconnected thoughts, holding up to comparison without offering any similarities. Perhaps he shouldn't have worried about that, as mostly he thought of her by name.The air and general dynamic of the room was thicker with Griselda shufflin
Vesi Vanhin Voitehista 2There didn't appear to be any lights mounted from or inside the ceiling, but the apartment was still relatively well-lit, thanks mostly to small table-lamps and candles that littered nearly every available space. None of the lamps matched, but the candles seemed to have the same origin. Each of them was the width of two or three fingers, and a swirl of two colors. Taivuttaa leaned towards one, watching the flame flicker over the frozen combination of burnt caramel and creamy beige."I just don't like the dark," Salugi muttered behind him. At least, he thought that was what she'd said. Sh
What'd You Say?At first PDQ couldn't understand why Mychael was attempting to comfort him. Certainly he was nervous, even fearing for his life a littledwarves were not known for hospitality or for tolerating the very tallbut he wasn't having a fit or anything. He nearly whispered as much, but an itch distracted him. For a moment he thought it was in his wrists, but then he realized it was the metal. It yearned, for a different shape, a sharper form.That of an axe.He clenched his fists and tried to ignore it. There were many axes all around them, being carried by each of the dwarves, with Griselda as the only exception. The others
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