[ooc: look! italics! the gamgee spawn doesn't even do italics anymore]

[brytta]

Having claimed his father's body, Brytta sets about making the arrangements for disposing of the body properly.

I'm not cut out for italics.

A life-size wooden horse is a bit of a bugger to find in this place, but I have one and Dad's propped up on top of it with his stuff... sword, shield, dresses, etc. all suitably drenched in lighter fluid.

Comments

[helmsdaughter]

*weeps*

[brytta]

*offers tissues*

[helmsdaughter]

*hugclings*

[brytta]

*hugs*

from meriadocgamgee who cannot sign in for some reason

[anonymous]

*glares from the void* ;)

[brytta]

And who might you be?