Slow Motion

	"GOOOOO," Sister Ariel said. It was ludicrously slow. He waited while her lips moved and the whisper thundered forth. "SAAVE..." Save? Save what? Why didn't she just say it? Why was everything so slow, so interminably, so damnably slow? He could barely hold himself still. He was bleeding light. His head throbbed. Another chamber of his heart compressed while he waited and waited. "THE..."

Shadow's Edge, Chapter 48, pg. 418