There was poetry in her words and Tal ducked his head shyly, unsure of how to respond aside from a quick bob of his head that might have been a nod of acquiescence or gratitude. The mist that rolled between them was an unexpected balm as it brought supposed anonymity and a chance to catch his breath before they--
Not today, Talyson Seawright.
The wind swirled around him, impossible to see; impossible to fight. Tal scowled and stepped forward, senses obscured by the rush of air. He needed to get free of the miniature vortex so he knew where to aim, but no sooner had he moved than the breath froze on his lungs and he fell to coughing.
Momentarily unable to breathe, frost crystallizing in tender tissues never meant for such cold, caused Tal a moment of panic. Help! he called to the spirits of his home. Asking for assistance in shaking off the breath snatcher or in defending him from Ru's magic, even he wasn't sure in that moment.
Not today, Talyson Seawright.
The wind swirled around him, impossible to see; impossible to fight. Tal scowled and stepped forward, senses obscured by the rush of air. He needed to get free of the miniature vortex so he knew where to aim, but no sooner had he moved than the breath froze on his lungs and he fell to coughing.
Momentarily unable to breathe, frost crystallizing in tender tissues never meant for such cold, caused Tal a moment of panic. Help! he called to the spirits of his home. Asking for assistance in shaking off the breath snatcher or in defending him from Ru's magic, even he wasn't sure in that moment.
