Date: 2006-06-13 03:54 am (UTC)
white_flowers: (midsummer wild magic)
It's everywhere around her, inside her--

(creeping coiling spreading growing)

--and she can't breathe, can't see, but she can feel it working--

(warm burning melting changing)

--and Blodwen screams.

She screams in horror, screams in terror, shrieking in wordless panic over and over again as she blindly rips the glass globe from the ribbon at her throat and throws it toward him, as far away from her as she can manage.
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