Date: 2009-10-24 12:27 am (UTC)
"You h-have no r-right," she chattered, shivering harder. "You h-have n-nothing that you d-don't s-steal. You're n-nothing but a thief."

Rose's skin was getting very pale, and her lips were tinged with blue. With the cold and the psychological and physical trauma, her body was beginning to drift into shock. She lowered her head, curled in on herself, shaking hard, trying to warm herself at least a little.
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