I'll hold with those who favor fire; Gallows

[Gallows]

ooc: I'm going with Namaah has already been born. :p

Of course you know why you hang out with me so often, Flamey. We're two peas in a pod. We go together like peanut butter and jelly. We complete one another. Okay, I have to stop now. I'm dying. Truthfully, I think Flamevein and I have an easy companionship that comes from mutual asshole behavior and an inability to keep our mouths shut. And short of having friends, having verbal sparring partners who appreciate the Valley as I do is the next best thing. Hey. If it works, it works. I eye the wall critically. "Debatable. It's certainly an eye catcher, that's for sure." I grin at him. A woman's touch, indeed. A woman's practical touch would have made the wall not as hot and about twenty feet shorter. At least, this woman's touch. But I'm not going to squabble over particulars. I'm in a good mood. Something to do with not being pregnant and my daughter reaching the stage where she doesn't need me every ten seconds. I change subjects suddenly, glancing at the smaller ring of fire towards the center of the valley. "Any ideas what the tree we're protecting is good for?" Hopefully something. After all, Demian did sacrifice his eyesight for it although I'm not sure if he even realizes that yet. His subconscious does. G A L L O W S We must all hang together or, assuredly, we shall all hang separately.