KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Korbin rolled his eyes to that. "Believe whatever you wish," he said with feigned amusement. He was at the market more or less every day, and when he wasn't, it was because he was busy pitching in elsewhere. Possibly they had simply walked past each other up until now, but it didn't matter if that really was the case. He still didn't know this person, beyond the rumors that circulated, and they weren't necessarily kind.
To Loren's points he merely shrugged. "Neither are my problem," he said. "I don't know if you noticed, but I don't really care what you do. And since you haven't actually asked anyone for help..." He held up his hands in a nonchalant shrug, and turned, once more, to leave.
To Loren's points he merely shrugged. "Neither are my problem," he said. "I don't know if you noticed, but I don't really care what you do. And since you haven't actually asked anyone for help..." He held up his hands in a nonchalant shrug, and turned, once more, to leave.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
