Dejah Thoris (
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2016-03-16 02:16 am (UTC)
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Dejah takes his weight, gladly, her arm gripping him like she's afraid if she lets go, she'll lose him entirely. "I've got you. I've got you. You can rest when we get home, I promise."
Her head comes up when the wind falters and stills.
"Ysa? Was that you?"
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Her head comes up when the wind falters and stills.
"Ysa? Was that you?"