The solivagant thought of his companions words. He found truth in them, yet he was unsure on how to act with this truth. He watched the selcouth with close eyes after. He listened to his chatter, glad to have it after days of silence. He realized now that his broken heart had begun to feel once more. And what that feeling was he was unsure of.
But the selcouth himself noticed a small change in his love. He noticed that the man began to speak more, began to show his face more. He seemed to be changing for the better, and that caused the lads heart to swell. Never before had the lad felt such pride in another being.
And so the solivagant began to fall in love with the proud selcouth.
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My Solivagant
General FictionA man with nothing to lose discovers what he can gain.
