A Broken Heart Beneath

[Drdobetter 95]

The ground trembles as the mighty titan stomps across the mountain, Stone making contact with stone, Snow reduced to water beneath the pressure.

 He comes to a stop, Beneath a snow blanketed pine tree. A gust of wind, steals the familiar green cloak from around his shoulders, Lost to the gale.

He stares to his palm, Contemplating his existence. He stands there for a while, He contemplates life, death, pain. All things he would never truly experience.

The construct clenches its fist, the warm green glow of its eyes flickering red. It slams it down onto its torso, Chipping away its stone flesh. Until its core was exposed to the cold of the world.
"Hm.."
The titan wondered why people made this noise, Surely they did not need to broadcast their thought.
As he reached into his chest, Ripping the core from himself, His body fell forward, Crushing the core beneath. 

Pinebaron, The Guardian, Living mountain, Lived no longer.
Left, was rubble. With a broken heart beneath.


To the homes of Edvard and Faeryel, Letter were delivered that went as such.
 

Spoiler

I am dead. Sorry for the short notice. - PB

 

[ToodIes 1242]

"Oh." | "Being alive didn't come naturally to him."

 

Faeryel gently folds the note and puts it away. Another friend gone.

 

"I'm sorry that I couldn't do more, Pinebaron. Rest easy."

[MrMojoMordor 542]

Gob Ztabba-Zniffa Da Azhty-H'dub does a lorrien's cross over his chest.
He still has some of the salt left he got from Pinebaron - and decides to make a stake with it.
It's so good, one could cry.