originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Your sister.. she doesn't dissect the weaves of fate and prophecy, I would hope? It is a horrid fate, to be a Songstress. Or worse, a child of one."
[i]The mere mentioning of a child brought her gaze down a little, alongside.. confusion, almost.[/i]
English
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“Errr...no. I think she just plays piano.” Cain told the blue haired woman. He looked back to the dojo, then quickly to the sky, before turning his head again to Athena. “We should make our way to the council meeting, I think. It will likely be starting soon.”