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Odesus threw the doors of his mother’s temple open without care, striding in like a roll of thunder. His boots clicked on the fine tile below with the force of each step, pure adrenaline propelling him forward. She looked up from where she knelt by her garden, her serene countenance falling into a frown as she watched him approach.
“Mother,” He said stiffly as she stood to greet him.
“What’s got you in such a state?” She sighed, wiping her hands off on a clean rag, “That door is glass, you know. It will break if you throw it open hard enough.”
He was hardly in the mood to entertain small talk and instead decided to cut to the core of the issue, “Thinovar has fallen. Rhoivar is likely to follow soon.”
She turned away from him, usually a signal to any of her children that silence would be the wisest option continuing forward. He could not abide this time, however; silence wouldn’t make her understand and silence certainly wouldn’t stop the destruction.