[009] Pumpkins, pumpkins!
[Bryn, surprisingly, found a few pumpkins with faces she recognized carved into the sides.
Gunn's was first, which she was overjoyed to see, even if it was just a pumpkin form of his face. Her parents, however, were carved into the sides of pumpkins on either side of Gunn's. She carefully removed Gunn's from the stake in the ground, and then took her brother's back to her room. She was unwilling to let it remain nestled between their parents even if they weren't really there. Then, she headed back to those of her mother and father.
Bryn swallowed. It had been years since she'd seen their faces in person, but she would have recognized them anywhere. It sent a cold chill down her back, and after a moment, Bryn fumbled for her record and started an audio feed. Her voice sounded strained, and a little hoarse. There was none of her usual light, happy tone to be heard.]
I know this is an odd question but...does anyone have an axe? Or a sledge hammer or something like that?
[Bryn is not letting those pumpkins continue to exist. No way in hell. She'd make her apologies to Lord Deior later, if necessary.]
Gunn's was first, which she was overjoyed to see, even if it was just a pumpkin form of his face. Her parents, however, were carved into the sides of pumpkins on either side of Gunn's. She carefully removed Gunn's from the stake in the ground, and then took her brother's back to her room. She was unwilling to let it remain nestled between their parents even if they weren't really there. Then, she headed back to those of her mother and father.
Bryn swallowed. It had been years since she'd seen their faces in person, but she would have recognized them anywhere. It sent a cold chill down her back, and after a moment, Bryn fumbled for her record and started an audio feed. Her voice sounded strained, and a little hoarse. There was none of her usual light, happy tone to be heard.]
I know this is an odd question but...does anyone have an axe? Or a sledge hammer or something like that?
[Bryn is not letting those pumpkins continue to exist. No way in hell. She'd make her apologies to Lord Deior later, if necessary.]