Sabriel doesn't realise she's screaming until Salvatore speaks.
It's a challenge, really, a final I cannot bear this as she attempts to drown out the noise in her mind with noise of her own but it doesn't work. She snaps her mouth shut, the scream dying instantly. She doesn't recall waking up, but his words ground here in the present, in a tent, in the Fallow Mire.
Gratitude for being alive, but fear of what's to come. It's a difficult line.
She shudders, arms still over her head, and Sabriel doesn't trust herself to speak, but she tries to say something, anything, voice hoarse.
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It's a challenge, really, a final I cannot bear this as she attempts to drown out the noise in her mind with noise of her own but it doesn't work. She snaps her mouth shut, the scream dying instantly. She doesn't recall waking up, but his words ground here in the present, in a tent, in the Fallow Mire.
Gratitude for being alive, but fear of what's to come. It's a difficult line.
She shudders, arms still over her head, and Sabriel doesn't trust herself to speak, but she tries to say something, anything, voice hoarse.
"I can hear you."