and I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall
"Technically speaking, I am," he retorts softly, but there's no bite in the words. If anything, they sound musing.Once back at his designated gravesite again Isla bounds into action, and if Aamu for a moment feels despair he hides it well. What else do you expect when you're trying to get something done with a manticore and Edrei Launceleyn? It gets done but it's corpse-pits and a carefully planted detached arm. "I'm glad I can bring you new and unexciting experiences," he remarks dryly to Edy before gathering a few early flowers into a small, colorful bouquet and putting it in the lonely hand, closing the fingers around the stems.
And oh, wouldn't it be great to be done? They've barely skimmed the surface of the corpse tide littering the Settlement. Duty and honor—
"You are free to go," just as you were free to come, "but I will continue until it is done."
Either they work until the dawn, or they leave.
We can fin~ it here or if you want to wrap up with posts of your own, either is fine! Aamu will keep working but participation after this is not mandatory ;P
Aamu
