- and Mary resists the urge to throw her arms up, and cover her eyes, because she'll never forgive herself later if she doesn't see, and anyways her hands are wrapped so tightly around Dickon's arm and her apple tree, respectively, that it's unlikely she would be able to loose them without concerted effort -
and the Dark is beyond, the terrible storm that she hadn't noticed the last time, when she was bespelled (but surely it couldn't have been like this, she might have been bespelled but she's not blind)
and she says, loud again, almost shouting in the face of the Dark, "Do not be frightened, Dickon - do not be frightened! -"
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Date: 2006-06-14 06:47 am (UTC)- and Mary resists the urge to throw her arms up, and cover her eyes, because she'll never forgive herself later if she doesn't see, and anyways her hands are wrapped so tightly around Dickon's arm and her apple tree, respectively, that it's unlikely she would be able to loose them without concerted effort -
and the Dark is beyond, the terrible storm that she hadn't noticed the last time, when she was bespelled (but surely it couldn't have been like this, she might have been bespelled but she's not blind)
and she says, loud again, almost shouting in the face of the Dark, "Do not be frightened, Dickon - do not be frightened! -"