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[notboundnow]

Nothing else moves over this landscape

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[white_flowers]

"Stop it already-- would you just stop for a minute only, to look--"

She's gasping for breath by now, much as she tries not to show any weakness, and especially here in this place, with this... this creature.

Trouble she is in, oh yes, and well she knows it.

It only remains to see how much.

[notboundnow]

Surely there is nothing to fear in this place but fear itself. It is very empty, and very quiet.

"I believe we are almost there," the clay man remarks. He does not look at Blodwen, but his tone carries a polite sort of detachment that is meant to convey confidence in their situation.

Trouble is a loud thing, and there is nothing really here.

[white_flowers]

"And just where is it that we are going?" she snaps, with acid in the light voice now.

"Or for that matter, where is this place?"

[notboundnow]

"This is where I was born. We will find someone to help us. Unless you prefer holding hands forever?"