Laughter

Father Sunspeaker remarked yesterday that some snickering sound that I made was the first time he had heard me laugh. I corrected him immediately. It was not laughter. At least, not the rolling, energetic, mirthful experience that is greater than any smirk, chortle or chuckle. That was only an expression of amusement. I can recall the only times that I have, and those were not joyful moments.

I laughed when an aggravating little Elf named Marie stole a dangerous and complex item from me, and it destroyed her.

I laughed when I discovered the means to confront Viere. And then, at his ineffective attempts to defend himself.

Thus, I try not to laugh.