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hecate liar


a little of vision of the start and the end, but all the choirs in my head sang no

To her delight, he cleared it in one leap. She took in the nod with a gentle pull at the corner of her lips, as she took a few steps in the direction of home. The pain was sharp and numb all at the same time, but it was a relief to find that the boy was at her side throughout each step and fumble. She had decided they were not to talk about this, ever, to anyone. They didn't even chat among themselves about the incident; after all, there wasn't much to be said from either party. She determined her gash would heal in a few days, but she didn't know about Sven. It seemed his pride was damaged more than any physical ailment he had gained when drifting down the rapids. One thing was clear throughout their day together, neither of them would be going back to Dastard's Rapids anytime soon.