Jareth paused, perching on a hewn log, and glanced over at Aulus with a thoughtful expression.
As he spoke, he shifted the weight of the soldier's gear on his shoulders, the clinking of metal and the rustle of fabric loud enough to scare the nearby critters away. A subtle grimace of effort played across his face, his brow furrowing with strain.
One of the critters cried out loud, [color=#c19e00]"Run!"[/color] However, only Jareth could hear and understand, as far as he knew. He replied to this with a small chuckle that escaped him.
Well...he began after a brief pause,
you know, there's a tale, a rather famous one by Willy Shake-a-Spear, called 'The Taming of the Termagant.' It's a story about love, wit, and, well, a bit of unconventional courtship.
As he spoke, he shifted the weight of the soldier's gear on his shoulders, the clinking of metal and the rustle of fabric loud enough to scare the nearby critters away. A subtle grimace of effort played across his face, his brow furrowing with strain.
One of the critters cried out loud, [color=#c19e00]"Run!"[/color] However, only Jareth could hear and understand, as far as he knew. He replied to this with a small chuckle that escaped him.
Ever heard of it?he asked, the question hanging in the air.
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