| Then wait for me Tomasso, wait if you can in... 828 |
[Feb. 10th, 2010|10:47 pm] |
Then wait for me Tomasso, wait if you can in Morian's HallsI would like to walk with you there
Tomasso still did not understand, but the tone was so mild, so reassuringHe took the dream-vialAgain it was more substantial than he'd expected it to be
His father nodded encouragementWith trembling hands Tomasso fumbled and removed the stopperThen with a last gesture, a final mocking parody of himself, he raised it in a wide, sweeping, elaborate salute to his own powers of fantasy and he drained it to the dregs, which were bitter
His father's smile was so sadSmiles are not supposed to be sad, Tomasso wanted to sayHe had said that to a boy once, in a temple of Morian at night, in a room where he was not supposed to beHe felt as if he were about to fall asleep, even though he already was asleep, and dreaming in his feverHe really didn't understandHe especially didn't understand why his father, who was dead, should ask him to wait in Morian's Halls
He looked up again, wanting to ask about thatHis vision seemed to |
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