Are we? [or is it just him? she hardly feels anything but dreadful about the whole affair at this point. after squeezing her eyes shut for a few breaths, she slowly looks around, her gaze drifting and fixing on the headstone to her left.
she shudders to see familiar strokes of elvish.]
I rather think...the test persists... If that is what it is at all...
no subject
she shudders to see familiar strokes of elvish.]
I rather think...the test persists... If that is what it is at all...