i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
[A sharp intake of breath. He knows what that is — Cordelia's wedding ring. And he knows the significance attached to it, no matter what Severa might say otherwise. How could he not? Each orphaned child from that doomed world was the same way, him included.
Brady's silent for a minute. Then he takes out a wedding ring from his own pocket — Maribelle's. It's not exactly his to give away, and as a piece of jewelry it's only of an above average make.....but if the price wasn't about money, if he had to give up something he valued deeply to have the best chance at saving Severa, then there was really no question about it.
The woman that had raised him was dead, and the younger version of her that he had bonded with wasn't here. But Severa was here, she was still alive, and he wanted to make sure that didn't change.]
...with this, there ain't no question that it'll be enough.
Brady's silent for a minute. Then he takes out a wedding ring from his own pocket — Maribelle's. It's not exactly his to give away, and as a piece of jewelry it's only of an above average make.....but if the price wasn't about money, if he had to give up something he valued deeply to have the best chance at saving Severa, then there was really no question about it.
The woman that had raised him was dead, and the younger version of her that he had bonded with wasn't here. But Severa was here, she was still alive, and he wanted to make sure that didn't change.]
...with this, there ain't no question that it'll be enough.