March 13, 2023, 09:22 PM
The peach-faced figure hovered, quiet, thoughtful.
Reyson had admitted his answer without shame. There had appeared a deep sadness in the soldier’s eyes. It was the sadness of a man who had seen days of death and bloodshed. Cad’s heart ached for him and for the pain he had endured. If the green-eyed medic could have carried the burden on his back, he would have taken it without hesitation, without remorse.
Some soldiers considered the medicines to be an insult. They carried their hurt with pride, with ego. Reyson did not seem the type of man to strut over old wounds. One could never be certain, though.
Reyson had admitted his answer without shame. There had appeared a deep sadness in the soldier’s eyes. It was the sadness of a man who had seen days of death and bloodshed. Cad’s heart ached for him and for the pain he had endured. If the green-eyed medic could have carried the burden on his back, he would have taken it without hesitation, without remorse.
I may have herbs that could help- help you rest,he offered. This time, Cad’s voice was timid.
Some soldiers considered the medicines to be an insult. They carried their hurt with pride, with ego. Reyson did not seem the type of man to strut over old wounds. One could never be certain, though.
Without dreams.
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RE: Laam - by Cad - March 13, 2023, 09:22 PM