K'deiki held up one wrinkled hand, hidden largely behind the folds of light cloth shrouding her. "Is it an insult to offer help in a time of need?" she questioned, catching the spinning flame of K'ile's staff with faded eyes. "The message is an offer we can accept or deny. There was wisdom in our new sister's words, that we do not know the full motivation behind this gardener's offer. We should not treat it as entirely in good faith, but neither will we treat it as an insult."
Her arm dropped, hand resting back in her lap, and she bowed her head towards the fire. "We would hear more from our brothers and sisters."
Her arm dropped, hand resting back in her lap, and she bowed her head towards the fire. "We would hear more from our brothers and sisters."
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"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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