sounds like hallelujah

The lion isn't sacred when not sleeping near the lamb The longer they stood beneath the lights of the aurora, the warmer the wolf seemed to become. Korri relaxed by the second as well, his concerns eased by Aedion's body language. “Well, it sounds like this whole thing is going along with that rather smoothly, wouldn’t you say?" Korri smiled thinly in response to that. He did not add the obvious: I am not a hero. You are not a god. He suspected Aedion was trying to be friendly, though he wasn't sure what he'd done to earn it. Korri was silent then for a time, allowing the words to sink in. Sifting through the previous information: stole our lands, killed our gods. He could not — what kind of god dies? He was thinking about his mother, about the distance in her eyes as she stood upon the cliff tops at night. As she sang to the sea. The roar of water as it filled the halls. He shuddered. Breathed out. "These….Helovians." Korri lifted his head. His ears tilted back in a faint frown. "What happened to them?" An edge crept into his voice, subtle but nonetheless present. It is evil when it eats unless it's feeding from the damned.

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