[After a while, the sound of the falls comes crashing around them, along with the humidity which they provide. Ariadne leads him along, as the terrain gradually becomes even and grassy. It smells of rain.]
We should be there soon.
[She glances up. There's no question now that he sun is starting to dip toward the horizon, like a teardrop rolling off of a smooth cheek. They'll make it, but it might be a little tight.
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We should be there soon.
[She glances up. There's no question now that he sun is starting to dip toward the horizon, like a teardrop rolling off of a smooth cheek. They'll make it, but it might be a little tight.
And more than a little spooky.]
Has the bleeding stopped?
[It's smelling less fresh. As is he.]