Sunset Valley Tspēsh

Hvad sige guder?
For a moment, Aspa feigned indifference, pretending not to hear as she examined the furs laid before her, revealing a more meticulous, almost vain side of her nature. The witch brushed the fabric first with a paw, then with the tip of her nose, before finally gathering it up and draping it over her shoulders. Later, she would tuck them away in her den.

Guderne... she murmured at last. De taler på de mærkeligste måder, ved du. Og de svarer aldrig på de spørgsmål, vi stiller dem. she declared.

De går direkte til sagens kerne, så meget at vores dødelige sind ofte er for træge til at forstå deres mening. Så vi famler, og samler de få brudstykker, vi kan, af deres ældgamle sprog. she went on, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. Then, with a knowing gleam in her eye, she pressed forward, uninvited, into the Blizzardske dame's space, her nose pushing against hers.

Var det for bjørnemanden, at du lærte vores sprog? Var det kærlighed...?