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The Grangor



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Sat Feb 24, 2018 11:20 pm
soundofmind says...



James bit his tongue. As much as he wanted to bring Seung to the truth of his situation, he knew Tavis was right, just by looking at the man.

He sighed. "Fine. We'll drop it for now," he muttered.
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.






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Thu Mar 15, 2018 12:37 am
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Spoiler! :
@Lael @falconergal9086 hmm, ya'll wanna keep this alive or not?
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Thu Mar 15, 2018 12:44 am
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Spoiler! :
Yep! Tasha's just pretty quiet, so...
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost."


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I'm up for it if you are.
"And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
Philippians 4:7





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Thu Mar 15, 2018 2:17 am
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@Lael I am! totally! haha, I just thought it'd make more sense for you to go next, but if it makes most sense for them to lull into silence for a bit I can write a little filler piece and move it along a bit
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Thu Mar 15, 2018 8:09 pm
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Seung sneezed again, and shivered underneath his borrowed layers. His scarf was starting to feel clammy against his neck. By now, he felt much more like himself - much more sensible. Slowly, he took the scarf off and placed it gently to dry by the fire. He could feel his eyes closing . . .
"And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
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Thu Mar 15, 2018 10:30 pm
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James snapped in front of Seung's face. He had to be sure that the guy was warming up and not falling into hypothermia or whatever else.

"Hey, hold on. Before you nod off to sleep - you're feeling better, right? Warmer? Can you feel your hands? Feet?"
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Seung jumped. He did a self examination, making sure he could feel himself move his fingers and toes. "Yeah, I think so. Th-thanks for the concern."
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Thu Mar 15, 2018 10:41 pm
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James gave a sharp nod. He just didn't want him falling asleep and not waking up. "Just making sure. But... by all means, get some rest. We won't be able to do much while we wait out the rest of the storm anyway."
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Thu Mar 15, 2018 10:46 pm
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"I agree. Let's just sleep," said Tavis, who yawned.
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Fri Mar 16, 2018 10:30 pm
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James looked to Tasha, hoping his nonverbal glance communicated that they would take turns sleeping, because even with the storm outside, they needed someone keeping watch.

He nodded to Tavis. "Yes."
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Fri Mar 16, 2018 11:57 pm
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She seems to get it and nods her head slightly in agreement.
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost."


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Sun Mar 18, 2018 1:26 am
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James, seeing that they'd all come into agreement, laid back and huddled up close to the fire.
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Thu Apr 26, 2018 3:22 am
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Spoiler! :
boop
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost."


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Thu Apr 26, 2018 3:53 am
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The night passed slowly, with Tasha and James taking turns staying awake, to watch the others, and each other, and the door of the cave. The cold storm passed away, leaving the air chilled, and the ground covered in a thin layer of snow, but all else was fine. The sun was out - shining brightly against all odds. It was, after all, spring, which was why the snowstorm was so unnatural... hence the bear being the only reasonable explanation (though James groaned at the thought of considering it reasonable, with it being so odd and unlikely).

As the sun shone into the cave on the sleeping occupants, everyone began to stir. James stretched out on the ground, having already been awake since he'd been on watch.

He had no idea what he was going to do about the three people he'd somehow accumulated, but he knew he couldn't throw them out into a world in which they were wholly unfamiliar and expect them to fend for themselves. Or at least, he couldn't in good conscience do so, as much as he would've wanted to.

He yawned, and looked over at Tasha, who was presumably asleep.
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.









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