If you manage that it's going right over your temple.
[she just doesn't want to be stuck carrying things.
A horse and a teenager who looks quite a bit like Need have appeared past her shoulder. Shorter than her - young enough he wouldn't have stopped growing - with very different hair, long black hair braided back, and a more serious, sober cast to his features. Like her he's got a chest tattoo with staring eyes over the collarbones, though it's new and the details are slightly different.
They're not sticking around but continuing on into the fog, the boy leaning against the horse with obvious affection, just at the edge of Need's vision. She doesn't turn.]
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[she just doesn't want to be stuck carrying things.
A horse and a teenager who looks quite a bit like Need have appeared past her shoulder. Shorter than her - young enough he wouldn't have stopped growing - with very different hair, long black hair braided back, and a more serious, sober cast to his features. Like her he's got a chest tattoo with staring eyes over the collarbones, though it's new and the details are slightly different.
They're not sticking around but continuing on into the fog, the boy leaning against the horse with obvious affection, just at the edge of Need's vision. She doesn't turn.]