[At first, she screams, and then the sound dies in her throat as she looks down. No, no, no, she hates being up high unless she's the one in control. She's too scared stiff to even struggle--and they might just let her go, anyway...
And Tyr--the way he's being held makes her stare fearfully down. He's moving, right? It's hard to tell with all those things clustered around him.
As many ghosts get close as can fit around Tyr until they're blocking everything else from view. They're all eager to touch him, to feel and steal away his life, and as the chimes go by, they start to dig their fingers into his skin, too.]
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And Tyr--the way he's being held makes her stare fearfully down. He's moving, right? It's hard to tell with all those things clustered around him.
As many ghosts get close as can fit around Tyr until they're blocking everything else from view. They're all eager to touch him, to feel and steal away his life, and as the chimes go by, they start to dig their fingers into his skin, too.]