Bones were to be buried as they'd been carried in life, not compressed down for convenience. He smiled, knowing it wasn't the convenient answer, but they weren't out here for the sake of convenience. Not for themselves, and certainly not for this poor soul, trusting their remains to strangers for the burying in a place like this.
Stalked by twice living, populated by beasts honed to hunting and hunger and anger, by circumstance.
He reached into his own pocket, secured under his half-skirt, and offered her a small, doll-like shovel.
"Could you make this larger, by any chance?" He didn't mind doing the work, but otherwise all he had was a hand spade. Surprisingly difficult to sneak a better burying device out when out for a night of wanton sex out in a murderous forest.
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Bones were to be buried as they'd been carried in life, not compressed down for convenience. He smiled, knowing it wasn't the convenient answer, but they weren't out here for the sake of convenience. Not for themselves, and certainly not for this poor soul, trusting their remains to strangers for the burying in a place like this.
Stalked by twice living, populated by beasts honed to hunting and hunger and anger, by circumstance.
He reached into his own pocket, secured under his half-skirt, and offered her a small, doll-like shovel.
"Could you make this larger, by any chance?" He didn't mind doing the work, but otherwise all he had was a hand spade. Surprisingly difficult to sneak a better burying device out when out for a night of wanton sex out in a murderous forest.