Seeing her arrow hit the hag, and sink into her as if it were a pin in a pincushion makes Miss Imogen's heart sink. Why had they undertaken this fight? She was ill-equipped, low on arrows, and unable to help.
Or was she? Miss Imogen shivered, and knew how little moisture there was down here. She reached out and pulled what little liquid she should from the old hag, hoping it would have a slowing effect.
It was then that she saw the sand entering.
Or was she? Miss Imogen shivered, and knew how little moisture there was down here. She reached out and pulled what little liquid she should from the old hag, hoping it would have a slowing effect.
It was then that she saw the sand entering.
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