Kesara almost screams. She really thinks she might scream. Then she thinks it's not possible. It's too much. She can't think that. If she thinks that her mind will blank out completely and she will lie down and the snow will cover her like the sand did to the bodies in the desert.
Her voice rasps with the tight steadiness of desperation.] If there is - then - maybe the chapel will let me stay after all - sometimes you can stay.
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Kesara almost screams. She really thinks she might scream. Then she thinks it's not possible. It's too much. She can't think that. If she thinks that her mind will blank out completely and she will lie down and the snow will cover her like the sand did to the bodies in the desert.
Her voice rasps with the tight steadiness of desperation.] If there is - then - maybe the chapel will let me stay after all - sometimes you can stay.