( a boy, then. not as young as fitz was the first time he died — not as old as fitz is now, twenty years living in a body that no longer fits him exactly right. he wants to ask are you witted?, but fitz has sense enough when he's making one too many leaps in judgement. if he is, he'll find out soon enough. if he's a piebald, he'll likely soon be dead again, from no affront to fitz but his disgusting beliefs.
still, you don't just kill men because they claim they've risen from the dead. fitz thinks of the fool, and something old, vast, and tender aches. )
And yet, you speak. Odd trait for a corpse. Are you somehow reanimated?
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still, you don't just kill men because they claim they've risen from the dead. fitz thinks of the fool, and something old, vast, and tender aches. )
And yet, you speak. Odd trait for a corpse. Are you somehow reanimated?