You can't fly high enough. Because they took that away.
[Flight risk.
He closes his eyes briefly, thinking of that one Tuesday, when they were at the lees of the forest and when they probably should have turned back sooner than they did. There are many close calls like that. Some of them were bound to become not just close calls, eventually. All of what was sown, coming back to haunt them, again and again and again. There's nowhere in this camp that isn't as poisonous as the hemlock they were dealing with.
Forcefully, carefully, he loosens his hands from the fists they've curled back into.]
They want to take away everything. Until we stop fighting and decide to die for them, the way they want.
[Maybe it would be easier, if they could do that. If he could do that. He can't, even now, and he doesn't know if that's a good thing or not anymore.]
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[Flight risk.
He closes his eyes briefly, thinking of that one Tuesday, when they were at the lees of the forest and when they probably should have turned back sooner than they did. There are many close calls like that. Some of them were bound to become not just close calls, eventually. All of what was sown, coming back to haunt them, again and again and again. There's nowhere in this camp that isn't as poisonous as the hemlock they were dealing with.
Forcefully, carefully, he loosens his hands from the fists they've curled back into.]
They want to take away everything. Until we stop fighting and decide to die for them, the way they want.
[Maybe it would be easier, if they could do that. If he could do that. He can't, even now, and he doesn't know if that's a good thing or not anymore.]