Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-11457306-20140226035705

Anwen's knees chose that moment to buckle and she too, fell to them, but not to honor Daithi. She'd just reached the end of her strength. Her vision blurred and darkened around the edges, tunneling in. Then she fell flat on her face in the grass.

(Great speech, Shilly, all except the ding dong part.  Made me think of a certain American pastry.)