A Wall In The Way IX
You feel something tickle your nose and startle you back to consciousness, but your eyes won’t open despite your best efforts.
“YOU SENT THEM TO SHVA’S PLAYGROUND!? In the name of Tvas, why would you do that, Lorn?”
“Sometimes, people need a push. You, of all people should respect this given your long history. It was not my choice, but theirs. I just… gave them a little nudge out the door. It was for his own good.”
“…It’s enchanted, and powerfully so. Every book and being I’ve ever spoken with, including text from the Golden Leaf tell us to stay away! Even I am not stupid enough to try and penetrate Shva’s Wall.”
“Be that as it may, you’re obligated to help these two now, you’ve heard Thomas’ plight, it is beyond their abilities.”
“I am obligated to do no such thing. You think I'm a fool? Yes, and before you say it, that business before was different. Shva is not to be trifled with and I…am not knowledgeable enough, not by half in some of those realms to do what you seek.”
A pause.
“Cecil, then?”
A long, uncomfortable pause follows.
“If you must continue this folly.”
You feel another tickle on your nose.
“He won’t get better if we avoid the problem, Star.”
There is no response, and you lose consciousness again.
“Sometimes, people need a push. You, of all people should respect this given your long history. It was not my choice, but theirs. I just… gave them a little nudge out the door. It was for his own good.”
“…It’s enchanted, and powerfully so. Every book and being I’ve ever spoken with, including text from the Golden Leaf tell us to stay away! Even I am not stupid enough to try and penetrate Shva’s Wall.”
“Be that as it may, you’re obligated to help these two now, you’ve heard Thomas’ plight, it is beyond their abilities.”
“I am obligated to do no such thing. You think I'm a fool? Yes, and before you say it, that business before was different. Shva is not to be trifled with and I…am not knowledgeable enough, not by half in some of those realms to do what you seek.”
A pause.
“Cecil, then?”
A long, uncomfortable pause follows.
“If you must continue this folly.”
You feel another tickle on your nose.
“He won’t get better if we avoid the problem, Star.”
There is no response, and you lose consciousness again.
