Meirion regarded him thoughtfully, hoping his spoken words were true. She didn't want to fight him next time. After the library and the graveyard ordeal, she couldn't think of fighting him for a third time.
She watched him fly off into the distance before Meirion turned around and set off into the opposite direction.
Walking to the College, her thoughts kept her occupied as the chilly night air arose. Meirion wrapped her cloak tighter around her.
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'You would perhaps oblige me with an outline of the events that bring you to my humble plinth? I am starved of conversation you understand, which is vexing, pinioned as I am here on this lonely outcrop as the life of the fair city swirls round and past me. There is no wit, no variation to divert me from the depressing spectacle of the gentle men of the law strutting in and out of that magnificent theatre of lies opposite.'
~Biography
