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Midas It was well within her right to walk away. She knew nothing of me and saw only what presented on the outside. Using expression as an assumption. Except the thing was, assumptions tend to make asses out of its victims. I'm rendered speechless that this woman felt any righteous cause for striking without warning, without word. The air that escapes these lips is a heavy sigh, carrying my pent frustration. Yar, no man would ever fully grasp the ways of women. Dark brows furrow toward her tone and sharp words; even as a fresh wave of guilt seeps over the brim of my soul. I hadn't meant to inflict true harm, "Thee sees me as a stranger. If ye did know me. Thee would also know that I often come by water to practice." Tone is soft, lacking previous resentment -- tis shrouded in sorrow for the dead rage that would've caused further destruction if left unchained, "Power grows strongest when pressed often," was this strange girl even capable of understanding my reasoning, did she even care? I hadn't told anyone of Seele's passing... "There was never intent..." crown lowers, "I cry ye pardon." Words wouldn't mend, but they were a necessity. This soul was sorely sorry for my reaction to the situation, tis poorly handled and a failed test for a Falls king. "I...lost control." What more could be said. This spy had pushed me over an edge and beyond. It was by some miracle that I'd returned.  Some legends are told Some turn to dust or to gold |
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