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03. feel
You are mistaken if you believe I will ever be half as much as you are, Quinn.
I watch your swordplay, and wish to drill you. You skills won't keep you if I'm not watching. I'm always watching. I'm always killing things before they can touch either of us.
I know you might have left me to die, that day. You might have done many things.
You're here now, and I'm never out of reach. I might walk alone in the mornings, but I turn back to you. I might show you my back when you demand it, when you need your times, but my ear stays on you. In the dark I hold you close to me so you know that I'm there.
And I don't say enough.
I watch your swordplay, and wish to drill you. You skills won't keep you if I'm not watching. I'm always watching. I'm always killing things before they can touch either of us.
I know you might have left me to die, that day. You might have done many things.
You're here now, and I'm never out of reach. I might walk alone in the mornings, but I turn back to you. I might show you my back when you demand it, when you need your times, but my ear stays on you. In the dark I hold you close to me so you know that I'm there.
And I don't say enough.