[CPN] A Passenger of Fate

Sferinth for Your Thoughts [2]

The feeling of ease goes as quickly as it came.

As I finish the remnants of my Sferinth sprig,

the thoughts of uncertainty plague me once more.

Master senses my distress.

Sighing before lightly patting my head.

"What's troubling you, old friend?"

he asks in a worried tone.

I hesitate before answering.

Maybe he could help...

"If it is alright with you,

may we go to the library? "

I link.

His head tilts.

"Library...

you mean the Quartome?"

"Same thing, Master."

I link.

"Oh sorry. 

Still getting used to Thereinth."

he apologetically chuckles.

"Is the language that hard? "

"Forgive me, old friend.

The lexicon of Virr is rather vast.

It's hard to find words in Virr 

that match those in Thereinth;

those who created the lexicon of Virr made the words 

rather deep and complex."

"Understandable."

Master offers his arm in my direction.

"Shall we?"

I hop on with hope that 

the library's ancient text

would give me an answer.