[There's a part of him that knows where they've been heading, but he's been pushing it from his mind, not wanting to think about it or accept it. He doesn't want to go there, not at all.
He knows what waits there.
So when they stand on the edge of the wood and Oswin squeezes his hand, the look he gives her is horribly afraid.]
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He knows what waits there.
So when they stand on the edge of the wood and Oswin squeezes his hand, the look he gives her is horribly afraid.]
I don't want to.