silverworld: (Hurt)
[there's a thud, accompanied by the crunching of snow. A pained groan follows. Gelda's been returned, drifting on the verge of consciousness.]
silverworld: (Distressed)
[Gelda's voice sounds pretty stressed, and half-whispered]

I don't mean to cause alarm, but-

[Footsteps, then sounds of a struggle. Finally...]

Agh!

[Aaand static.]

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