Noctisardor Bypass i've build a wall behind every step i've taken

"you and i have similar vants," mahler commented, looking at laurel with perhaps a new attitude. a family. calm. the spring to come. all these things had been simple blessings to the gargoyle. it was pleasant to speak with someone who shared the same.
"i have come to believe that vorking tovard goodness does not alvays grant goodness. you must be more genuine than good." the truth of him, of his selfishness; it had dashed his potential with wylla and set mahler upon a fateful path.
but now, as he walked with laurel, claiming rivenwood's new home and speaking of sweeter things, he felt as though there could be hope for a true smile again, a true breath of unfettered air.