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He had never been hungry for glory, only for life.

But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults.

When he talked, he was lawyer and bard and crossroads charlatan at once, arguing his case, entertaining, pulling back the veil to show you the secrets of the world. It was not just his words, though they were clever enough. It was everything together: his face, his gestures, the sliding tones of his voice. I would say it was like a spell he cast, but there was no spell I knew that could equal it. The gift was his alone.

You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite.