[ Denethor is right in his words, for Lancelot's pain is far from healed, yet it also feels recent to him. It is not a years old pain, it is a pain that has not even had half a year to settle. A wound that has been constantly bumped and re-bled until Reynard finally fell the month prior. The tension in him is enough that he can feel his head begin to hurt with the pressure of control. ]
My grief is shared with those I trust to share it with, not with those who have not even given me their name.
he probably fails the test
My grief is shared with those I trust to share it with, not with those who have not even given me their name.