 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
Sabel's smile to Jake was brief, the lesson moving on and his nerves coiling in dangerous ways. Stiff and rigid, he sat with his arms crossed and a rather permanent frown on his expression, listening to the description of the Statue and the consequences. Once again, his mind was pulled this way and that, understanding while hating, agreeing while fighting against it with everything.
And one memory kept playing over and over in his mind. They could talk about the Statue all they wanted, theorize on consequences and choices, but there was nothing quite so powerful as having that choice in your face at a time of dire need. Nothing. And so he remained quiet.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |