01-01-2008, 02:52 PM
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| Tamerlane's honest and simple maintaining of calm eye-contact with the boy could be seen as slightly ominous. As if, perhaps, he was searching for something in the stranger; sizing him up, maybe? There was not much to size up. Merely admiring him? Yes, but it was not as straightforward and self-indulgently flattering as that. The young man seemed to settle into the meeting, for whatever reason, seating himself with what looked like a newfound confidence. Most places, Tamerlane answered the question. Though nowhere I care to talk about – I could never be a storyteller, it has never been my forte. My interest at the moment is with the limited but fascinating lands of Bleeding Souls... have you seen much of it? |