"Should keep that bloody thing around his neck," Effy assesses, brow heavily knit as she gives Kate a look over her shoulder, faintly alarmed even simply upon hearing stories from the past. Not having any allergies herself, there's something terrifying about having one's life on the line without intending. Every time she's found herself too close to that cliff, it's been her own mind pushing her there, and a dark acceptance lingering under her skin, but the thought of fighting tooth and nail and yet only falling again? It's unfair, Effy thinks. As unfair as it is that the darker thoughts plague anyone at all.
But they're pulling closer to the second island now, so she falls silent after that, the paddle touching against the bottom of the shore when she reaches down far enough. "Almost there," she says quietly, the volume of her voice belying her excitement.
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Date: 2012-02-17 09:02 am (UTC)But they're pulling closer to the second island now, so she falls silent after that, the paddle touching against the bottom of the shore when she reaches down far enough. "Almost there," she says quietly, the volume of her voice belying her excitement.