Dragoncrest Cliffs i could never get the hang of thursday

Mallaidh flinches when Blixen makes the call as if she hadn’t been expecting it, but she really hadn’t thought about how she’d do it. Still, the sound penetrates through her thoughts and she slowly lowers back to the ground.

“At least I’m not dead,” she says with closed eyes. A weird sort of laugh escapes her mouth. Her brother had the chance, once, but he wouldn’t—couldn’t?—do it. She hadn’t meant to kill him. Him. She doesn’t even know his name! Is it better that way? Would she have been able to do it if she had known him?

Her questions are cut short when her left ear starts ringing and her head instantly cocks downward in response. She tries to shake her head, only managing a slightly shift from right to left, with no help to the deafening sound.