[She favored the hand that wasn't turned to porcelain already, heaving with all of her might to get the bookcase to push out of the way. It was, even with Kristoff helping, an effort, but afterwards she could see the door.
reaching for it readily, she smiled.]
this must be it, Kristoff, I think we can...
[As she wrenched it open that was a very long drop.]
no subject
reaching for it readily, she smiled.]
this must be it, Kristoff, I think we can...
[As she wrenched it open that was a very long drop.]