Dec. 16th, 2008

favorthebold: (Saul in the corner)
So this... land, country, city, whatever it is... has no Guardians.

It's not entirely surprising, but what am I supposed to do with it?



Shelter matters more for the time being, proper clothes... it was summer in Hyem, high summer... I've been a poorer exile before. But your food is vile, strange people, if I must eat out of another box or tin I'd rather chew down my boots, and they're almost six years old, those boots.

I can't imagine how you live.


Ho, stone monster! Are you still 'stuck' to some man?

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