lirael shoot high

High Bridge had originally been an enormous natural bridge of stone, resting upon the cliffs of the gorge, with the Ratterlin rushing under it four hundred forty feet below.

Lirael, Ch. 39, pg. 400

Everywhere, people stopped moving and stared. Except in one window, about halfway up. Lirael saw someone there suddenly fling the shutters wide open, one hand still clutching a crossbow.
She drew and shot as he stood there, but her arrow was caught by an errant breeze and went wide, striking the wall above his head.

Lirael, Ch. 40, pg. 406