Stone Circle bound by bonesong

my brain is mush from the cold i'm suffering with. please excuse this mess of a post. <3

the bones whisper, if you know how to listen to them. ingram speaks quietly; hushed as if he were speaking in a sacrosanct place of great reverance. a soft chuckle slips betwixt his lips as she asks then if he can read her bones. she is too young to hear the grim truth of it so he thinks quickly of a way to ... cushion it.

no, the bones are from prey animals, mostly. i cannot read the bones of the living.

he is amused by her grandoise.

i did not know that, he admits and then adds, oh no doubt that they would tell me such things, were i able to read them.