AVftS-8
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| AVftS-8 | |
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| Author: | Emily |
| Date Posted: | January 11, 2019 |
| Forum Post: | Linked! |
| Word Count: | 258 |
| Characters: | Síne, Leeva |
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Though the terror of being in a situation such as the one she had found herself in threatened to paralyse the poor woman, Síne had gathered enough sense to begin struggling, just a little bit, in an attempt to unpin her arm. She’d done it slowly, in hopes of not angering or possibly even alerting the being that still lay stationary on top of her, but her hopes were dashed and her fears were answered when an alarm wail rose from the wooden form.
The cry that came from it was oddly… of nature. Like the sound of a late-night breeze rushing through the tree branches, all whistle and rustle. But at the same time, it was oddly human, like the cries of a child who was lost and afraid. The two sides of her brain, the fear for her own life and concern for others, conflicted and momentarily froze the young woman. But eventually, she pulled herself to one side and, along with effort from the sprite, disentangled herself from their grasp. Sitting next to it, the woman rubbed her tender wrist, and asked in the calmest voice she could muster, “You weren’t meaning to harm me at all, were you little one?”
She was hoping to calm the creature so that maybe they could check out what had exploded together, another experience where the two sides of her were competing for attention. Her fear told her to get back inside, while her curiosity bade her to see from a safe distance what was happening over yonder.