She tightened the fingers... «Red Sister»
RamingoWS13 сентября 2017She tightened the fingers of each hand around the sharp weight of a throwing star, her breathing calm, heart racing. "In this place the dead watch me," she breathed. A shout broke out close at hand, figures glimpsed between two pillars, flitting across the gap. Many figures. "I am a weapon in service to the Ark. Those who come against me will know despair." Her voice rose along with the tension that always presaged a fight, a buzzing tingle across her cheekbones, a tightness in her throat, a sense of being both deep within her own body, and above and around it at the same time.
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