for, dying on the verge of wisdom

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taltos was unmoved by her threat; his eyes drifted pointedly to her rounded sides. she was no formidable foe, not unto him. curiosity, the man answered nonetheless. your forest is eldritch and sorrowful. but you are not.

there was a hint of an query in his words; lasher fell silent, awaiting her reaction.