But the dark-haired woman who resembles the sleeping boy does not elaborate. Instead, she watches him, quietly contemplating for a moment.
"I should warn you," she says, not looking at the glittery girl, "that if you leave these lands for ... over there ..." She gestures toward the village of Wall and a glint of silver glitters from one slim wrist. "... then you will be, as I understand it, transformed into what you would be in that world: a cold, dead thing, sky-fallen."
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Date: 2007-08-09 02:41 am (UTC)"I should warn you," she says, not looking at the glittery girl, "that if you leave these lands for ... over there ..." She gestures toward the village of Wall and a glint of silver glitters from one slim wrist. "... then you will be, as I understand it, transformed into what you would be in that world: a cold, dead thing, sky-fallen."