My tale is one shared by many here. Half of us, at the time. One morrow I awoke in a coffin. I had been buried alive six foot beneath the earth, courtesy of Fear. Fear gave us three days' worth of air.
It was Dorian who dug me free. Without gloves, I should mention. The miserable state of his hands made for a stark contrast to the finery of his attire. It spoke eloquently of his great integrity. So did his sincere joy at saving my life, though I was not one of his two comrades whom he had sought to rescue.
I swore on my honour that I would see my debt to him repaid. That has yet to happen. However it did afford me reason to seek him out.
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But nay. It is good to hear, regardless.
My tale is one shared by many here. Half of us, at the time. One morrow I awoke in a coffin. I had been buried alive six foot beneath the earth, courtesy of Fear. Fear gave us three days' worth of air.
It was Dorian who dug me free. Without gloves, I should mention. The miserable state of his hands made for a stark contrast to the finery of his attire. It spoke eloquently of his great integrity. So did his sincere joy at saving my life, though I was not one of his two comrades whom he had sought to rescue.
I swore on my honour that I would see my debt to him repaid. That has yet to happen. However it did afford me reason to seek him out.