Pensive Reveals a Bit
Subject: Re: Pensive and Garyth
Pensive realizes that he has paused, needle in mid-air, thread stretching out of the bloody wound in Garyth's side. Listening to Garyth's tale of the Kaishin's birth. Pensive shuts his mouth, blinks, comes back to himself.
"I was going to kill him," Pensive whispers. He looks at Garyth, and his eyes fill with tears. "Him and his child. I didn't know. . . I feared he had been corrupted."
He takes a breath. "The Kaishin. Blood and Stone, there is hope in that, don't you feel it? And you say he is named Promise? Yes." Pensive gives a little laugh. "That fits, I see that it fits. It is a good name."
He picks up stitching where he had left off. Several times, the elf opens his mouth to say something, then thinks better of it, and is silent.