.....seemed...weird. Even a little eerie. I had just left a horrible party. No alcohol, and my close friend left me for a quick fuck as soon we got th...re! I was wearing my black leather jacket. White tank top underneath. My tightest jeans and my black boots. Im about 5"4 and have long blond hair. My eyes are green mostly and they sometimes turn Grey. Anyway i was looking around noticed the street is empty. This street is usually busy. I felt something was off so i picked up the pace. I almost. .. then so were the others! Sixty eight million seven hundred thirty two thousand five hundred and ninety two, five hundred million, ninety eight thousand, five hundred and six! All! Consumed! Consumed, I...” She closed her eyes and screamed. “I killed them all! I KILLED THEM!” And she let out another horrible keening noise – a sound that Lou had never wanted hear again.He cupped her cheeks – she had gone limp, no longer trying to run. “You didn’t know-”She shook her head, brushing at his. He was now able to visit the workshops and spent considerable time with the craftsmen, enjoying his discussions with them. He shared his design ideas with the builders, smiths and wood workers for a water wheel driven mill. He explained the volume of grain that the lordship would need to process this coming year, hence the need for a new way of dealing with it. This was another project that caught their imagination and they were soon modifying his suggestions, adding ideas of their own.He also. It didn't seem to matter to me that the dwarves didn't consider this a tragedy; I did. They may have seen themselves as already dead, but just a few hours before they'd been alive and well. And somehow knowing one of them, having spoken with her ... it made it worse.I winced, and Alistair put his arm around my shoulders in sympathy. Sereda rolled her eyes."Well, come on then." Sereda grinned at me. "I know where there's a sink with a water rune. Let's go get cleaned up before the men get.