Emberwood [m] Down

It'd been a glancing blow, not enough to draw blood, yet Everett's retaliation was swift all the same. He was pushing her —

he was pushing her down (why?whywhywhy?)

and she couldn't breathe she

what was he doing?

to her?

She screamed. A violent twist of her body freed her. It hurt, but she hardly felt it. Reverie spared no second glance for her brother. She ripped herself from beneath him and she fled, she ran, away and into the valley beyond. She wasn't safe there.

She wasn't safe here, either.