Well, okay, I probably didn't need you to confirm what I already knew -- that I looked as if I'd had no sleep in about three days, and that a collapse of some sort was imminent.
But when I told you what was going on -- about my friend "upriver", and my helplessness to find out what's happening, you didn't blink an eye. Your still waters run deep, my friend -- so deep that I can't read you most of the time. And you told me what I already knew -- I'm at a stalemate in this situation. Something has got to give.
But you listened. And you didn't call the men in the white coats.
And both of those things helped.
One Witch's PantheaCons
5 years ago
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