The tall, broad-shouldered figure took one last look back at the host of scampering salamanders as they slithered and writhed and disappeared into the grey murk of the lake and the rain, and offered but a final shrug before pulling the cloak tighter around him, and following the clusters of people collecting among the facilities at the lake in the intensifying rain.
He approached the small knot of people that had faced down the Alpha Eft, coming close enough, just in time, to see the Elezen and the tall woman of Highland features facing off, and the latter making a physical and verbal show of herself.
That was one thing about Bronze Lake - even in a driving rain, the scenery was quite magnificent.
He folded his arms and stayed a couple of paces back, not wanting to interrupt the Miqo'te lass' questioning the lalafell.
He approached the small knot of people that had faced down the Alpha Eft, coming close enough, just in time, to see the Elezen and the tall woman of Highland features facing off, and the latter making a physical and verbal show of herself.
That was one thing about Bronze Lake - even in a driving rain, the scenery was quite magnificent.
He folded his arms and stayed a couple of paces back, not wanting to interrupt the Miqo'te lass' questioning the lalafell.
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."
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