[voice]

[light_lost]

[The sound of slushing and just, sinking sounds.]

This is ... not good.

Comments

[consecrat]

You are sinking into sorrow.

[light_lost]

It would seem so ...

[consecrat]

There is naught I can do for you in this.

[light_lost]

I find it funny that when needed, it is hard to think happy thoughts.

Are you safe?

[consecrat]

My joy and hope is here, how can I drown in sorrow in the while?

Where are you? At least, I shall have you rescued from the swamp.

[light_lost]

I am pleased to hear that. He is a wonderful man. You are both very lucky to have found one another.

Not too far into the woods I should think.

[consecrat]

If it hadn't been, I would find myself in your place too.

I will find you.

[light_lost]

I have the feeling Mat will be less then pleased with me.

[consecrat]

It is a terrible thing to see the one we love overcome by sorrow.

[light_lost]

I think it may be more a factor of my going out and managing to find more trouble.

[consecrat]

Why did you go out?

[light_lost]

I have been painting and I lost insperation.

[consecrat]

Was it that that made you sorrowful?

[light_lost]

Many things cause me sorrow. The painting ... added to them.

[consecrat]

Do not paint.

[light_lost]

That is like telling me not to breathe.