Rhiannon
All I know is this could either break my heart
or bring it back to life
or bring it back to life
All hell broke loose around her, and yet somehow Rhiannon ended up in a pocket with the stranger that felt oddly like the eye of the storm. Everything seemed to slow down, and despite time moving slowly, Rhiannon found it impossible to react to the series of events that followed.
A hand lanced out, aiming for a drunkard; Rhiannon stepped towards it, hoping to deflect it; she missed, and the knife sank into her ribs with a dull thud and a stabbing pain.
Rhi's lips parted, a soft gasp escaping as her mind struggled to catch up. Her side was on fire (ironic, really, given that the knife was made of ice), but it dulled as her chest became cold, colder, colder. Blood bubbled up to her lips and she coughed once, a harsh, hacking sound that should have hurt far more than it did.
The stranger was speaking, but it sounded far away. Rhi realized dimly that her legs were giving out, and she collapsed to her knees with a wheeze -
And then... nothing. Rhi fell to the floor, her chest still, her heart frozen over.
A hand lanced out, aiming for a drunkard; Rhiannon stepped towards it, hoping to deflect it; she missed, and the knife sank into her ribs with a dull thud and a stabbing pain.
Rhi's lips parted, a soft gasp escaping as her mind struggled to catch up. Her side was on fire (ironic, really, given that the knife was made of ice), but it dulled as her chest became cold, colder, colder. Blood bubbled up to her lips and she coughed once, a harsh, hacking sound that should have hurt far more than it did.
The stranger was speaking, but it sounded far away. Rhi realized dimly that her legs were giving out, and she collapsed to her knees with a wheeze -
And then... nothing. Rhi fell to the floor, her chest still, her heart frozen over.
Got a feelin' your electric touch
could fill this ghost town up with life
could fill this ghost town up with life
