08-27-2014, 03:20 PM
Outside the infirmary, a small group stood. Hjulmir held his infant son in his arms, clutching him like a precious treasure that would be snatched away should he relax his grip for even a moment, a look or horror and worry etched onto his face. Aralith stood beside Anaru, his hand around her shoulder, grief and sympathy on their features. Heceril and I'Karis also stood. Heceril still had his usual face of somber blankness, but it was tinged with worry. I'Karis, the more expressive of the duo, made no attempt at hiding the horror, fear, and worry on his face. As Marius drew near, none of them said anything. Words had fled their minds.
I'm just here for a laugh