[There is little comfort to be found in the difficulty he has now with wrangling his thoughts into any kind of order, or in the heavy, glass-skinned stiffness of his limbs. He is drifting on a tide of vague, unasked for peace, and every time it recedes, his situation strikes him anew with unease. But the thought that some purpose has imposed a bit of order onto his current circumstances does ease the temptation to despair.]
I suppose I could rest a bit… just to get my strength back…
[Liem’s voice trails off as his head subsides against Abel’s shoulder. He does feel so very tired. The motion of Abel’s walking reminds him of the swaying of a carriage, like the one he’d taken to the Palace of Birdsong not so very long ago. Is he in Meratt, then? He should be getting back to work soon, but surely he can take a moment to rest his eyes.]
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[There is little comfort to be found in the difficulty he has now with wrangling his thoughts into any kind of order, or in the heavy, glass-skinned stiffness of his limbs. He is drifting on a tide of vague, unasked for peace, and every time it recedes, his situation strikes him anew with unease. But the thought that some purpose has imposed a bit of order onto his current circumstances does ease the temptation to despair.]
I suppose I could rest a bit… just to get my strength back…
[Liem’s voice trails off as his head subsides against Abel’s shoulder. He does feel so very tired. The motion of Abel’s walking reminds him of the swaying of a carriage, like the one he’d taken to the Palace of Birdsong not so very long ago. Is he in Meratt, then? He should be getting back to work soon, but surely he can take a moment to rest his eyes.]