Blue feels the electricity before it strikes, but not with enough time to realize what it means, all the hair on the back of her neck standing up at once, an odd feeling like dizziness. The lightning bolt throws her backward, or maybe she does on instinct; thrown to her elbows with a hand thrown in front of her face, she can't tell. Her heart is hammering so hard in her chest that she can't breathe.
She should run. She can't run. She can't let Aggie do this, not when she's seen her face describing the things she'd done.
"I'm not leaving you here," she yells back. "They were afraid, and they hurt you, and and I know you're afraid and angry, and you have every right to be. But I'm not leaving you alone and I'm not letting you destroy this place." Darrow, but also Cabeswater. Even if it's a bunch of bare, empty sticks, it's still a mark of a place magic was once alive and well.
She can feel stubbornness, determination, maybe even power root her. Probably also slight insanity, since Aggie could very well kill her, but she's heady with it. "You can be angry at me, if you want."
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She should run.
She can't run. She can't let Aggie do this, not when she's seen her face describing the things she'd done.
"I'm not leaving you here," she yells back. "They were afraid, and they hurt you, and and I know you're afraid and angry, and you have every right to be. But I'm not leaving you alone and I'm not letting you destroy this place." Darrow, but also Cabeswater. Even if it's a bunch of bare, empty sticks, it's still a mark of a place magic was once alive and well.
She can feel stubbornness, determination, maybe even power root her. Probably also slight insanity, since Aggie could very well kill her, but she's heady with it. "You can be angry at me, if you want."