ᴛᴡᴏ ♚ broken dreams and silent screams

[wolfskin]

Is there naught we can do but sit and wait for this... affliction to run it's course?

[ Robb fears he knew the answer to this question before it ever left his mouth. By his tone he is by no means pleased. (But who is?) The background a low rumble can be heard, heavy foot falls soon joining them as Grey Wind paces the room.

The line across his neck was the first to appear, spreading like greyscale. Then the heart... bleeding words as if that sword had truly pierced his chest. Robb covered them with scarves and leathers, but it did little to hide the stains. They simply bleed through as if the fabric had never been there to begin with.

The padding suddenly stops with a bestial groan. Grey Wind plops down at his feet, quite literally on his feet. Thanks bro. ]

Alright boy, lets go outside.

[ Neither wolf nor king seem to be good at sitting, so outside they go. With journal in hand and stains for all to see. ]

Comments

[impetuous]

[ Well. At least the brother is better behaved than the sister. :| ]

She's a very great lady. I am grateful to have met here even if it had to be here.

[wolfskin]

[ Robb nods. Good man, points for you. ]

That she is, there is not another like her.

[impetuous]

No, there is not. Clearly I'm out of touch if I did not know of you. How long have you been here?

[wolfskin]

Near a month.

[impetuous]

So this is your introduction to the lunacy. I'm sorry, mate. It doesn't really get better.

[wolfskin]

Everything I have heard echoes the same sentiment. It is of no matter, I do not expect things to ever become easier. [ They never do. ]

[impetuous]

That's the best way to look at it. Listen, if you ever need anything, you can always filter to me. Even if it's just needing a little time away from the castle.