Dark hair for catching the wind, not to veil the sight of a cold world
The young woman hummed thoughtfully; that was not quite the answer she had expected. "Does being a demigod exclude me from risks like that?" she asked, unaware of the unspoken addendums. "If anything, I fear it might make me more prone to putting others in danger... I don't always realize when something I take for granted is strange or unexpected to others." It was a rare piece of introspection, and even more unusual of an admittance.
Turning back to the cane, her eyebrows shot up in surprise when the blade was released from a hidden sheath. "Very tricky," she repeated with a grin. "I haven't met her, but now I really want to! That is a clever weapon. How do you use it?" The cane made it seem a little unwieldy to use, almost more like a spear or glaive than a sword.
Turning back to the cane, her eyebrows shot up in surprise when the blade was released from a hidden sheath. "Very tricky," she repeated with a grin. "I haven't met her, but now I really want to! That is a clever weapon. How do you use it?" The cane made it seem a little unwieldy to use, almost more like a spear or glaive than a sword.
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