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Post by Shinigami on Feb 25, 2011 18:02:48 GMT -5
Laurel stared at the lovely Yarrow lady as she tipped over, and reflexively scrabbled backward nervously. Was she going to...to go away too? The same way Daddy and Mama and Auntie had? She didn't want that to happen, no. She really, really didn't want that to happen, or at least didn't want to see that happen, not when she'd seen what happened afterward, the bodies and mess and no, oh please, no.
It would take more experience before she would be able to realize that it was simply a faint, and that Elodie's body wasn't swelling and heaving the way her Auntie's had, the way her Mama's undoubtedly had if she'd been around to see it. With a shudder, she turned once more as if to rush right back out of the room, only to fetch up against her half-sibling. Piercing dark blue eyes turned upward, tears still pouring down furred cheeks, and she shivered.
"I'm scared," she whispered. And then there were more screams, this time coming from upstairs, and she shuddered in horror. "What's going on?!" Laurel didn't want to go look. She didn't. But what if she had to?
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