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Bleys smiles and says, "Remember the time we siced the Rengin sisters on Random? He couldn't even flee in to shadow to avoid them!" Caine laughs remembering the look of Random's face. They laughed together. | Bleys smiles and says, "Remember the time we siced the Rengin sisters on Random? He couldn't even flee in to shadow to avoid them!" Caine laughs remembering the look of Random's face. They laughed together. | ||
− | The evening | + | The evening wares on. They talked of little matters and old times. Of scuttled ships and cut throats. The black night enveloped them and they lit candles against the dark adorning the marble slab that bears their brother's name, if it does not cover his corpse. Byron would have been proud. |
As the black stretches, the maudlin age rises between the two. Never really friends frequently enemies. The moment comes they both feared and longed for. To their surprise, it is Bleys who asks first. | As the black stretches, the maudlin age rises between the two. Never really friends frequently enemies. The moment comes they both feared and longed for. To their surprise, it is Bleys who asks first. |