"I do not know...what I sound like, to others. Everyone is different. I am glad that you felt as if you could trust me."
Skellig brushes his thumb over her knuckles.
"I do not know why I am called to certain places," he adds softly, looking down at their hands.. "I never have. But perhaps my landing here...was no accident."
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Date: 2024-03-30 01:06 am (UTC)Skellig brushes his thumb over her knuckles.
"I do not know why I am called to certain places," he adds softly, looking down at their hands.. "I never have. But perhaps my landing here...was no accident."