Post by Star Fall on Dec 23, 2017 23:34:56 GMT
Jerome Bransg 17 Mar 2016 3:08:36 PM No.41292725>>41292810
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>>41291165
>Sarah's expression of utter disbelief was understandable at a time like this. From what Jerome had told her, she understood that the knight had come to this accursed land on nothing more than a whim. A whim, she understood, that had almost cost both of their lives to indulge. Yet, in spite of this, Jerome planned to keep on going higher and higher? Was he mad? Reading her expression, Jerome could do nothing but sigh at his companion's unguarded thoughts.
>He honestly pitied the girl, she didn't know of the dangers that pursued him, the dangers that, if they ever came to know of her, would have her executed for living a life she believed to be her own due right. Out of misplaced frustration and jealousy Jerome had tried to rid himself of his companion in the earlier parts of his journey; insulted her and offended her pride time and time again. Still Sarah had stayed and still he had secretly rejoiced in her companionship.
>But now that he knew, now that he was aware that he was encroaching on his oaths simply by being in her presence, was it right for him to do nothing and remain by her side? Looking at her now, she continued to support him, even going so far as to propose ways for them both to better accomplish their own suicidal folly. But was any of this right? Was the god he was sworn to even allow for this to go on much longer?
>With a sickly sort of self-hating smile, Jerome nodded to his companion.
Sounds like a good plan to me.
>He croaked out even as his throat tightened up in revulsion to what he was saying. By staying with her, Jerome was endangering Sarah with every day they spent together. She frustrated him, misunderstood him, even went so far as to as to insult him on a nearly daily basis. Yet, he couldn't make himself give her up just yet. After all, Jerome was a selfish man and one acquainted with pain understands how cruel a traveling companion sorrow is for those with few friends.
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>>41291165
>Sarah's expression of utter disbelief was understandable at a time like this. From what Jerome had told her, she understood that the knight had come to this accursed land on nothing more than a whim. A whim, she understood, that had almost cost both of their lives to indulge. Yet, in spite of this, Jerome planned to keep on going higher and higher? Was he mad? Reading her expression, Jerome could do nothing but sigh at his companion's unguarded thoughts.
>He honestly pitied the girl, she didn't know of the dangers that pursued him, the dangers that, if they ever came to know of her, would have her executed for living a life she believed to be her own due right. Out of misplaced frustration and jealousy Jerome had tried to rid himself of his companion in the earlier parts of his journey; insulted her and offended her pride time and time again. Still Sarah had stayed and still he had secretly rejoiced in her companionship.
>But now that he knew, now that he was aware that he was encroaching on his oaths simply by being in her presence, was it right for him to do nothing and remain by her side? Looking at her now, she continued to support him, even going so far as to propose ways for them both to better accomplish their own suicidal folly. But was any of this right? Was the god he was sworn to even allow for this to go on much longer?
>With a sickly sort of self-hating smile, Jerome nodded to his companion.
Sounds like a good plan to me.
>He croaked out even as his throat tightened up in revulsion to what he was saying. By staying with her, Jerome was endangering Sarah with every day they spent together. She frustrated him, misunderstood him, even went so far as to as to insult him on a nearly daily basis. Yet, he couldn't make himself give her up just yet. After all, Jerome was a selfish man and one acquainted with pain understands how cruel a traveling companion sorrow is for those with few friends.