[It's a few days before he responds again. He's been deciding what to destroy, and if it's really worth it for a few saplings that might not even live. He is a competent gardener, but what if this Sorrow fellow isn't a competent conjurer?
But he finally does decide to go along with it. When Carlisle finally does answer, he sends back two pictures. The first is of an elaborate ink pen, one made of silver and bone. Etched into the body is intricate filigree, and the initials K. L. are inscribed in a silver band on the cap.
The second picture is that same pen, so dented and broken that it's nearly unrecognizable. The bone inlaid in it is shattered, the body fragmented, the silver band completely missing. That picture comes along with a text:]
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But he finally does decide to go along with it. When Carlisle finally does answer, he sends back two pictures. The first is of an elaborate ink pen, one made of silver and bone. Etched into the body is intricate filigree, and the initials K. L. are inscribed in a silver band on the cap.
The second picture is that same pen, so dented and broken that it's nearly unrecognizable. The bone inlaid in it is shattered, the body fragmented, the silver band completely missing. That picture comes along with a text:]
It's done. That better be enough.