The Good Left Undone

*Ganta* · 12-18-2016, 09:38 PM

Ganta listened to her once more, giving a slight nod here and there as Jaelle spoke. The sound of the water was growing louder, almost intimidating and also comforting at the same time. “Just don’t let your debt get the better of you, miss Jaelle.” He frowned, mind trailing to his own parents. For a little while Ganta walked on after her in silence, focusing on moving and pushing onward up the slope. His mind worked as he padded along, going into overtime as he wondered what it was like to owe someone your life… what sort of heavy burden that may bring you.

Ganta peeked upwards, becoming a bit winded the farther they traveled. Apparently though they were almost there… though to where he didn’t know. “What are we looking for exactly?” The brute called over the wind and water, hoping Jaelle would be able to hear him okay. He truthfully wanted to rest, not used to climbing like this. But perhaps whatever they were looking for would make the climb worth it.

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