Nikolai
Not all truths
Belong to the light
Belong to the light
Nikolai shook his head firmly, "Not at all." The scholar fiddled with the edge of his jacket sleeve as he spoke. "It's always a nice surprise to find someone who actually wants to talk about old languages and linguistics with me." There were some in the family who were happy to sit and let him ramble on about it, but there were few who genuinely wished to engage with the topic with him.
Nikolai watched as Maea practiced, proud to see that she was already showing improvement. The letters were more accurate with her slower movements, and he had no doubt that speed would come with time.
As she worked, he answered her question, "Yes. I was born in the Grounds. Were you?" His fellow Ascended looked vaguely familiar as well, though Nikolai had a bad habit of ignoring the people around him most of the time.
Nikolai watched as Maea practiced, proud to see that she was already showing improvement. The letters were more accurate with her slower movements, and he had no doubt that speed would come with time.
As she worked, he answered her question, "Yes. I was born in the Grounds. Were you?" His fellow Ascended looked vaguely familiar as well, though Nikolai had a bad habit of ignoring the people around him most of the time.
Some lie in wait
For you to step into the shadows
For you to step into the shadows
