08-26-2020, 10:03 AM
Allan could understand that. Allan poured himself a sparkling water and glanced at the other drinks. Despair and depression were not something he wanted right now. The fury of the power inside was glorious now that he knew he could control it. But the despair of it all would creep in. And that wasn't something he wanted. Focus on the book. On knowledge -- that's what she would have wanted. Not him drowning in a bottle.
Allan turned to see the Ascendancy with a cloth covered tome -- obviously old and unused in many years. "What's that?" Allan asked. He wondered if it was some ancient bible, or wood covered book with fragile pages inside the intricately carved covers. Speculation was better. He would rather drown in the knowledge being offered. But this didn't look the sort of book you took out of this room. Which had it's own grandoise thoughts. Allan enjoed the Ascendancy's company -- a father he never had so to speak. So much better than the one he did have.
Allan turned to see the Ascendancy with a cloth covered tome -- obviously old and unused in many years. "What's that?" Allan asked. He wondered if it was some ancient bible, or wood covered book with fragile pages inside the intricately carved covers. Speculation was better. He would rather drown in the knowledge being offered. But this didn't look the sort of book you took out of this room. Which had it's own grandoise thoughts. Allan enjoed the Ascendancy's company -- a father he never had so to speak. So much better than the one he did have.