The Sentinels is it not our place to wonder, as the sky does weep with tears

his genial, warm tone might have soothed any other. that he was not immediately cruel did cause her resolve to waver, but her nervous mind overwhelmed her. the rabbit-hearted girl withdrew, pushing herself backward and watching him alertly. yet instinct forbid her from running; the babe remembered what had happened the last time she had done such a thing. and so instead, deirdre screeched at a fearsome banshee pitch to ward him away. the forest roused with the disturbance and its veins pulsed with her panic; birds flew from their roosts as feathers spiraled downward from the boughs they left behind and the leaves quaked and shivered with the movement of animals fleeing. her eyes were bright with fear, and her chest heaved with the effort of remaining in place. the sound she emitted did not end; it went on and on, and the forest screamed right with her.