May 04, 2008 23:23
Five has just managed his way back to the Inn after a rather long, tiring few days. While he didn't appear to crack beneath the pressure of it all, it was a narrow escape for majority of his group and even so, casualties...
He tries to keep his thoughts from his face and continues to sip at his tea. The fire is warm in front of him, which helps a little, but he still finds a chilling feeling running along his spine.
He's not sure whether he wants to mourn or keep moving.
Chances are, he'll only have time to continue on.
five,
adric!angst