Shadows of the Lost
“Just listen, sweetie, okay?”
Glaring at him, brushing her cheeks, Blame pursed her lips.
“That’s more like it.” He stared at the meadows once again. “These bruises were the rewards of my bravery, sweetie. They’re the proof that I’m working hard against the Wielder I wanted to beat. He’s strong, I admit that, but I can be stronger if I persevere. I swear that over my life! I will beat him!”
Blame merely stared at him. His conviction was strong, perhaps strong enough than his body, and someday she knew, it’d be his greatest weapon.
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