Mary's hand is cold on Dickon's arm, but she keeps her eyes open still as the Dark comes.
There's no Light to stop it now; no shining lady. Just Adam - Adam the Antichrist, who'd stolen her clothing so very long ago - and as the Dark swirls around him, she still doesn't know whose side he's on, and even if he's on their side she doesn't know if he can save them, because he can do some things but after all stealing the Dark's clothing is not likely to do much, and she would take a step backwards but she would only trip over the shining lady and it would be stupid to die tripping and anyways she is not afraid though she grips Dickon's arm tighter, tighter -
and then the pressure lifts.
The blackness is - not gone, but further off, and she can see Adam standing there; and she straightens her back, and watches him with untrusting eyes, because the Dark may have retreated, but the Light isn't back.
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There's no Light to stop it now; no shining lady. Just Adam - Adam the Antichrist, who'd stolen her clothing so very long ago - and as the Dark swirls around him, she still doesn't know whose side he's on, and even if he's on their side she doesn't know if he can save them, because he can do some things but after all stealing the Dark's clothing is not likely to do much, and she would take a step backwards but she would only trip over the shining lady and it would be stupid to die tripping and anyways she is not afraid though she grips Dickon's arm tighter, tighter -
and then the pressure lifts.
The blackness is - not gone, but further off, and she can see Adam standing there; and she straightens her back, and watches him with untrusting eyes, because the Dark may have retreated, but the Light isn't back.