[Flandre reached the gatekeeper's side, fretting and worrying all the more when she didn't move. Flandre started to shake Meiling's shoulder, as if trying to wake her from sleep.]
Meiling, Meiling! Get up, Meiling!
[...she heard a little something. A little bit of her guardian's voice. The little vampire grabbed one of Meiling's arms and tried to lift her up, but she was very, very small. And weak. At most she barely managed to lift one of her shoulders off the scorched ground.
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Date: 2011-06-03 07:09 pm (UTC)Meiling, Meiling! Get up, Meiling!
[...she heard a little something. A little bit of her guardian's voice. The little vampire grabbed one of Meiling's arms and tried to lift her up, but she was very, very small. And weak. At most she barely managed to lift one of her shoulders off the scorched ground.
But Flandre kept trying; too distressed to stop.]