"They may not feel it where we stand but they felt enough in their dreams."
They may not feel this and it would be a blessing if not, but a sword was not always the answer, a choice to be made. And not a choice made alone.
She turned from him as he continued, stepping aside to another part of the room. Though his next question came with some irony given the course they'd already agreed, and those that had already died.
"For those now dead it is, and too late to give them another choice." She understood it, killing wasn't a simple task, something she didn't relish doing but actions that had been taken when necessary. And they'd found no other mercies to grant them, knew too little to help them in another way if help could even be given.
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They may not feel this and it would be a blessing if not, but a sword was not always the answer, a choice to be made. And not a choice made alone.
She turned from him as he continued, stepping aside to another part of the room. Though his next question came with some irony given the course they'd already agreed, and those that had already died.
"For those now dead it is, and too late to give them another choice." She understood it, killing wasn't a simple task, something she didn't relish doing but actions that had been taken when necessary. And they'd found no other mercies to grant them, knew too little to help them in another way if help could even be given.