Kreig listened intently to her song and, in a way, learned about Tsu through it than any conversation could ever hope to reveal. At least, that is the impression he received as she seemed to lose herself in the song, she seemed to relate herself to it with every word that left her lips. In a way, Kreig related himself to it as well, he too had been plunged fromone place to another....however he had the memories of home with him, impossible to forget. It was both a blessing and a curse, as he would remember what he loved about Sunberth.....and he would remember what he hated about it and also ain a homesickness that, while tempered, would never truly disappear. The very end also strung a powerful chord with him as he hoped to find where he belonged as well and desperately hoped that Syliras was that place....that he didn't need to search till 'someday'.
In the end he was quite impressed by her song, it was both lonely and sad, a mixture that usually complimented each other quite well. He was silent for a bit as he looked at her, his hand unconsciously reaching for hers Ashe looked into her blue eyes and with a choked and genuine tone said " It was magnificent"
He found her to be magnificent as well, he knew so little about her though and already his heart had been stolen. One would suppose it to be simply a man inexperienced in the ways of love talking quickly into its traps, others would say it was simply true love...
Kreig didn't know what to call, all he knew he immensely liked the woman in front of him and simply wished to more of her, as he could and for as long as he could. It was that simple yet beneath quite complex,
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In the end he was quite impressed by her song, it was both lonely and sad, a mixture that usually complimented each other quite well. He was silent for a bit as he looked at her, his hand unconsciously reaching for hers Ashe looked into her blue eyes and with a choked and genuine tone said " It was magnificent"
He found her to be magnificent as well, he knew so little about her though and already his heart had been stolen. One would suppose it to be simply a man inexperienced in the ways of love talking quickly into its traps, others would say it was simply true love...
Kreig didn't know what to call, all he knew he immensely liked the woman in front of him and simply wished to more of her, as he could and for as long as he could. It was that simple yet beneath quite complex,
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