(no subject)
[Sitting under a tree, there's a sixteenish boy with a few weapons and a thick old book at his side, and a map spread out in front of him. Closer inspection would reveal that it's a fairly neat, grid-based map of camp, with notes marking the terrain and a big arrow marked in one of the squares just outside the barrier, and a lot of little red zombies drawn at intervals.
...a lot of little red zombies.]
What a poor time to be caught without a fire tome.
((intro, usual warnings, etc!
eta: ILU ALL but it is six in the morning and I need to go die now. ♥))
...a lot of little red zombies.]
What a poor time to be caught without a fire tome.
((intro, usual warnings, etc!
eta: ILU ALL but it is six in the morning and I need to go die now. ♥))