[Much as Frieda tells herself that everything they hear is just echoing memories, not real, in the sense of those speaking not being here with them, she can't stop panic from creeping up inside her. She feels like any moment, that axe - which makes enough noise to seem titan-sized - will hit them and chop them into pieces.
Trying to run faster, she loses her balance and falls, losing her hold on Sunny. Landing on the water it terrifying - for a moment, she's sure she can feel her fingertips dip underneath the surface. Or was that just her imagination? Either way, the axe chops come in such fast succession now that they're near-continuous.]
It makes me craugh too!
Trying to run faster, she loses her balance and falls, losing her hold on Sunny. Landing on the water it terrifying - for a moment, she's sure she can feel her fingertips dip underneath the surface. Or was that just her imagination? Either way, the axe chops come in such fast succession now that they're near-continuous.]
Sunny, please--!