And then, the air is back. She fills her lungs, scrambling slightly under Maja's great weight. She forgets that Maja had been at the same hunting lessons, the same fighting lessons-- perhaps even more intensive than theirs, given her older age. And Maja's not exactly a small thing; she's a big, fat fuck, and she's more than capable of crushing a windpipe with her body weight alone.
Astrid gasps for air a few more times, her teeth gnashing, her eyes unfocusing. And then the tears come again, pathetic and hateful and enraged. Even as Maja steps back, she doesn't get up. She curls onto her side and sobs.
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