Dickon can't stifle a cry of dismay as the woman falls and the light goes out.
And the young man who runs up to them and puts his hand on Mary's shoulder, Dickon doesn't know him, and he's about to move closer to her, wary and protective, when he realizes the greenhouse door's still open behind them.
The Dark is rising, the light's gone out, and the door is open.
Dickon can't do a blessed thing about the first two. But he takes a step backward, still not letting go of Mary, and reaches to push the greenhouse door shut with an air of finality.
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Date: 2006-06-15 03:10 am (UTC)And the young man who runs up to them and puts his hand on Mary's shoulder, Dickon doesn't know him, and he's about to move closer to her, wary and protective, when he realizes the greenhouse door's still open behind them.
The Dark is rising, the light's gone out, and the door is open.
Dickon can't do a blessed thing about the first two. But he takes a step backward, still not letting go of Mary, and reaches to push the greenhouse door shut with an air of finality.