And The Wall Keeps Growing...

[KidKrinkles 2044]

Edgar Tarus rises to his feet and walks over to his Father and Brother's names, putting a hand on them. He takes a deep breath and sighs, his hand slowly moving off it and wrapping around his staff. His eyes scroll along the names, picking at the ones that are familiar, wondering about the ones he cannot remember. He rolls his shoulder before wiping under his dry eyes. A hand follows down the deep, blue paint on his face that runs from under his eyes to his jaw.

 

"I'm always crying. This paint isn't just paint. Its how I remember. Its the wall I wear on my face. So all can remember your sacrifices. So all can know we remember the dead, and we remember the North."

[The Best Basileus 97]

Edwyle Elendil. His son isn't up there yet though...

[iris1612 1780]

[Time to add Thordin....]

[Lago 2572]

((I swear a load of those people are Aegisians that precede the creation of Adunians.))

[iseemoosego 97]

Torrah Campbell looks at the wall while sitting on the stairs. Abby,her enchanted teddy bear, sits beside her. She looks over the names and says them aloud paying respects to each.

"Brandon Marsh, wot a terrible way te go. Liofe 'ad te be real bad fer 'im te kill 'imself. I be there before. Ye were there! Eoghan was dyin an' I couldn't 'andel et! Ye watched meh stab mehself. Try te kill mehself. Ye were a good man. I 'ated te see yeh go."

Torrah then moves down the list again. Her eyes scan over to Eoghan Campbell. Her eyes start to water. Abby looks over to her waddling over and hugging her leg.

" I miss yeh so much dad!  Why did ya 'ave te go? Ye-Ye taught me everythin. Lioke 'ow Caln wos bad an' meh claymore. Aislin' break yer 'eart an yer miond. I wish ye could come back.. Jus' fer a moment, so I- I can say goodbye!"

She then stops not being able to go on. Her sobs echo the hall. She moves outside tears streaking down her face. She starts picking flowers one by one. Torrah was never one for flowers, but the time seemed right. Moving next to the grave, she says a prayer to the Three, kisses the flower stems. She carefully places the flowers on the grave tears dripping on the grave like the first raindrops from the night sky. She moves to her right, up the stairs in the Campbell Hall. Torrah lies in the bed, Abby right behind, as she cries herself to sleep.

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.