“Brydon,” Toryn murmured dully. They sat listening to the wind for a long time and then Toryn turned expressionless green eyes to Garyn. “He really is gone, isn’t he?”
*sniff* He's not, silly man. Go find him.
“I think Brydon’s body is lying at the base of that mountain, unburied. I plan to lay him to rest properly. Whether in the Redolian fashion or the Falaran way with fire, I haven’t decided.” Perhaps then he would be able to convince himself that Brydon was truly dead.
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Date: 2009-02-16 12:10 pm (UTC)*sniff* He's not, silly man. Go find him.
“I think Brydon’s body is lying at the base of that mountain, unburied. I plan to lay him to rest properly. Whether in the Redolian fashion or the Falaran way with fire, I haven’t decided.” Perhaps then he would be able to convince himself that Brydon was truly dead.
Yes, yes. Go!
Reunion soon? :(