[She wasn't sure if she wanted to know, but she relented, clutching her helmet tightly. He tugged at her, getting her to move forward several steps. The call of the lighthouse was strong, overpowering. She didn't feel strong, but Jon insisted she was. So, with a bit of hesitation, she put her helmet back on.
After those few steps, her legs buckled, the emotion weighing her down. She was near willing to end her line, to end her blood. Anything to stop the madness, which seemed to grow louder and more powerful. She wanted to cry, she wanted to rest. Everything was collapsing heavily against her shoulders.
She fell against Jon, beginning to sink to her knees as she cried.]
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After those few steps, her legs buckled, the emotion weighing her down. She was near willing to end her line, to end her blood. Anything to stop the madness, which seemed to grow louder and more powerful. She wanted to cry, she wanted to rest. Everything was collapsing heavily against her shoulders.
She fell against Jon, beginning to sink to her knees as she cried.]
A moment. I need a moment.