The Spring
His eyes did not ignite with the looked for inspiration, quite the opposite. He had been sad and weary when you found him but on holding his gaze at your peroration the windows of his soul spoke of a man broken in a way far more than the wounds of his body ever could.
His first reply was to exhale deeply, "[Language unknown: Bese Ee sa moprce thall K thenderea larratman les eenartrom annaitek P ateio man ei a adpo tibele a ofhas ol iv oerus hape ma stei p forhiswhe ekwe th sehowa liol erssanand,]" an ironic short laugh escaped him followed by a cough, "[Language unknown: N whe for pr nde latorente et ri thotin'somprowit rinisi. Pr eenureand el ilni moai ame ereersder beati itwa n orelesati n caosro arith larithect ou vororeentrut,]” he put up his hands in a show of being no threat and shook his head, “[Language unknown: In t elte llmiolunin. E ectel A el ndith ie com fine acith no ivere ivethavorove wiltraith utic no hasal ivatwillchna ekutee om alldinlar icte. Tr, To nde p ofnane we oufi tiosetmanugh ta ro camiee rivir n tiobleast ntonof.]”
He blew out his cheeks with a deep breath again and clutched an arm to his waist while looking up and the sky, “[Language unknown: E alek ersbleund t taof chtabe prontethe nt ta noal etel aveus theiveeen ri sonac tedastreantimen di hengen ar etelus u tafi houthient k ivitle mintng. Sheuretin men teringson usie thioreall malere laosul, ichundame sti urted to oveallnot tr siich it elunof, me ieev onlin na mafor. N fianetel oreprored ul ure la cknte patra os ingartlar, arou miacma maatro inany sanss na llnoss he oupewenc ivhas poneinfi con en menhouard whro e ek.]”
He looked back at Drast “[Language unknown: Veneauour pl comsetugh, anytedrea os siomar, ckilwh taof tin eau pr mest oun traithwil n nomeanwe es ilrea aveil pe ev Nteestnot fo fi son paalho t ionist pa uldill u ecare tisasi day. Sa t, ce ulie ver E ec pr nd po, ca O ainessate ove, dintheand a en in olil laev iv redai tioni ut e haain u llte ver n T lat wh outthutraoreenc areou sa hou liof la daywilleseauoun.]”
He gave another shake of his head before making a small and clearly slightly painful bow in Nar’s direction, “My thanks mender, good fortune to you. May your Master prove better than mine was.” then began a slow careful walk back into the walled town.
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