Shade in the Shadows

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Sam wasn't sure if he was quite ready to return to full Loreseeking just yet, with the adventure in the Greatwood only just behind him and another potentially ahead, but he missed the Atheuneum. Missed the chance to just get lost in his work, to think of nothing but swirling inks and beautiful words for a while. So he was in among the shelves, sat on the stepladder Remi had made for him, reading something he'd found tucked deep into the back of another book. It was hard to decipher, written in old fashioned language and with blurred ink, but as far as he could tell it was the diary of an explorer from long ago, who had ventured beyond the sea. The puzzle of working out the sentences along with the interesting content kept him very interested, completely wrapped in his own world and not seeing beyond the pages. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.