Hoshor Plains lord hear me now, junkboats and english boys

His words frightened her; for already he had done something foreign and painful and terrifying; it was not a stretch to imagine that he could do more. Any thoughts of lying did not occur to her now; exposed and vulnerable as she felt, throat bruising as she gasped desperately. "king elk forest." She bucked against him once, but the movement held little vigor.

She wanted to know what it was he had done; and yet she did not, did not dare to understand or put a name to the act. Darkness tinged the edges of her gaze already, shock and lack of air coming dangerously close to stealing conscience from her, though adrenaline kept the dark at bay, for now.