I feel quite sorry for Valmai in this. Mainly because I'd hate to feel someone's bones snap under me. Also when my little I had the problem of 'knowing my own strength' as my Mother puts it. It took me a long time to realise that getting into rising to any bait of people my own age would send them away crying in three seconds and leave me looking bad. I still have time where I'll playfully hit a male friend only to have them call me vicious (note to self; must stop weight-lifting for rowing). Even if she is a hardened fighter I doubt Valmai would be able to look on this as just an accident for a while at least.
I like the way you drive home just how precarious it is to be Emlyn, or one of his camp, which reinforces what we learned in the last chapter.
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Date: 2005-05-10 04:51 pm (UTC)I feel quite sorry for Valmai in this. Mainly because I'd hate to feel someone's bones snap under me. Also when my little I had the problem of 'knowing my own strength' as my Mother puts it. It took me a long time to realise that getting into rising to any bait of people my own age would send them away crying in three seconds and leave me looking bad. I still have time where I'll playfully hit a male friend only to have them call me vicious (note to self; must stop weight-lifting for rowing). Even if she is a hardened fighter I doubt Valmai would be able to look on this as just an accident for a while at least.
I like the way you drive home just how precarious it is to be Emlyn, or one of his camp, which reinforces what we learned in the last chapter.