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Then I realize okeinto space Her eyes are wild and vague--she’s been drea in where she’s pulled the blankets away fro one eye barely cracked open I really want to sleep I want her to sleep too
No such luck She scra down to shake my shoulder "Tarver," she hisses "Tarver, I know you’re not asleep, get up"
Daent, she stares atdown her tehtmare woke her
"Lilac, please Just kill me" I let her hear a little of the impatience in my voice, which I’ht I was finally warm I really want to sleep "What is it?"
She tries to calency in her eyes--she’s hoping I’ll listen if she hides away the crazy "We have to get out of here" Her breath catches as she says it, as though she’s surprised to hear herself speak those words "It’s not safe"
"No kidding," I say, hauling the blanket up underneath my chin "And trust me, the first rescue ship I see, we’re on it But for noe’re as safe as we can be in here We’ll freeze out there You don’t screw around with blizzards"
She hauls back the blankets and grabs ht into the effort I can feel the tre her body Not just a dream, then--this was one of her visions She’s clearly beyond reason
"Believe ritted with effort I don’t let her shift me, and without my cooperation, neither of us ht now Please, it’s not safe in here, so to happen if we go out there," I say, pullingto start slurring our words and shaking, then we’re going to stop shaking, then we’re going to go hing Then we’ll collapse, and that’s the merciful part, because that on’t feel it e freeze to death For once, please just ht?"
This is the thing I’ve been afraid of This is why Iafter one of those voices she hears That’s how I could lose her
"Please!" There’s an edge to her voice, hoarse and desperate--whatever’s scared her so much, she believes in it completely "I don’t kno, but I swear to you, I know" She closes her eyes for asteel I know that look When she opens her eyes again, her voice shakes with passion "I know you lied to me back there, and I don’t care I’ve trusted you with my life every second, Tarver Can’t you trust , and I reach out for her hands, but she snatches them back "It’s not about trust," I tell her "I don’t knohat’s happening, I can’t see what you see But there’s a difference between uesses about who died in that pod and thinking you can see the future Lilac, if we leave in thefro out there, if I have to hold you down myself Give yourself a few ht"
"We don’t have a fewIt’s all about trust You just don’t believefor words when she snaps into action She scra around to dash for thein pure frustration The blankets see my arms for vital seconds before I ripbehind the blankets and the fire, the warmth and safety of the cave
The cold hits hthat we slept fully dressed No light froh the clouds and the snoirling through the air For long, terrifying seconds I can’t see her at all, the darkness leaching the color out of everything Then there’sover rocks and dragging herself to her feet again--and I hurlon the snow
I’ve beenso slowly and carefully for days that for an instant it als I vault over a boulder and throw myself after her, driven by ht, or fall, or I’ll lose her in any countless nurab her upper arm and slam on the brakes, so she’s pulled up short and jerked into ain
She doesn’t struggle, and , the snow quickly coating our heads and shoulders
Then a sound starts to rise above the howling of the wind, and theblanket of the snow, and the harsh rasp of our breath It’s a deep ru to drown out everything else as the ground treo of her to catch my balance, but she doesn’t move away She looks past ht, I see the faint glow of our fire wink out of existence as the roof of our campsite collapses in an avalanche of rock