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[jack_inthegreen]

Jack is carving today, outside under the trees with a view of the new grave. He is humming to himself.

Under his hands the block of wood is taking on a curving horn-shape, with a texture as if it were woven from reeds. There are almost no shavings on the ground.

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[jack_inthegreen]

"Yes." He sighs. "There is great sadness and worry and fear."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"I wish I knew how to help," Asar-Suti says.

He's a practical kind of god, an he doesn't like to stand by when things start going wrong.

[jack_inthegreen]

"Comfort those who mourn," Jack says, putting away his knife and looking at the horn. "Listen to those who need to speak.

"But don't interfere. Destiny must have its way."


[ooc: home for me in 5 minutes. will be back as soon as I can if you want to continue.</small.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti nods. "Yes, I suppose that will have to be it," he agrees. "I can help by listening and being there, and not doing anything - I learned about that in he week that I had that other magic, from the Hellfly. It is a bit hard to accept, though; I'd like to do more."

[[OOC: I think by then, I might be gone, as it's late here, and all that - the usual. I think this might be good for a wrap if I am indeed gone.]]

[jack_inthegreen]

[ooc: *hugs* works for me]

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: *hugs* Am off soon now - see you tomorrow! *hugs*]]