Chapter 20
Lore"What do you think?" Eido asked hopefully as Mithrax placed her datapad on the table in front of him.
"They are… good," he finally admitted.
"Really?" she exclaimed.
He nodded. "Especially the 'Tragical Scribe.' To sacrifice one's freedom for boundless knowledge—it is a sorrowful yet troubling tale. I believe everyone will enjoy these stories. Including the hatchlings. But Eido, I must caution you."
"The descriptions can be long sometimes, I know, but I think I can—"
"No, you misunderstand. My… apprehension is for you. You are a keeper of history and a seeker of truth. By publishing these stories, you conflate your name, your honor-trust as Scribe, with untruths."
Eido frowned and considered for a moment. "…Why can't I do both?"
Mithrax sighed. "Because history may not be able to tell the difference."