The waltz melody picked up a second source: a practiced hum, precise in its timing as a clock.
Kannadi approached with typically perfect poise, carrying the tune as well as her posture. She stepped into the shade of the gate not far from the stranger with the apple, only stopping the tune where it stopped itself.
"One of the more tolerable waltzes, if I had to judge them. Though they all look better in person than in the skin of a stolen apple."
She paused exactly long enough to emphasize herself.
"Here for the assignment, sir, or just the shade?"
Kannadi approached with typically perfect poise, carrying the tune as well as her posture. She stepped into the shade of the gate not far from the stranger with the apple, only stopping the tune where it stopped itself.
"One of the more tolerable waltzes, if I had to judge them. Though they all look better in person than in the skin of a stolen apple."
She paused exactly long enough to emphasize herself.
"Here for the assignment, sir, or just the shade?"
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"You know, I was God once."
"Yes, I saw. You were doing well until everyone died."
