Neverwinter Forest divine wisdom

sometimes the world out there is cruel — liliana softened her stiff posture and stepped closer to mal, but kept some small distance between them. she listened to his entire explanation before offering a simple sigh in response. 

miriam probably did love liliana, and she likely hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings. liliana didn’t understand that, though; to her, all things were black and white.

caerus doesn’t like me, yana whispered, nobody does. her siblings were either too young to have formed an opinion of her, or they were missing. mal tried to be a good father, but even his efforts sometimes lacked in liliana’s eyes.

simmik’s name caught liliana’s immediate attention as her eyes shot upward. what did she have to talk to mal’s friend about? maybe, she conceded with a shrug, but i want to talk here first. she motioned toward the altar, still unaware of her father’s differing beliefs.