The Sunspire sweaty palms as i walk down this empty road

I see. Relief untangled the barbs round his throat. Two souls saved from a familiar story of tragic fate, something to celebrate over. Perhaps not. Maybe there was another story with a depressing end just waiting for them around the corner. Nothing good could stay in this world, it was always ripped away. Maybe that good was ripped away from them and he just couldn't see it.

From the south, was his brief answer. Far far away from fools that wronged him. He may never step foot there again. And what about you? Where'd you come from?