Pulled? [her brow furrows a bit as she considers it. her attention had at first been on the names and words she came across, then second on how far away town remained, no matter how long she walked; that she was being pulled one way or another...she cannot rightly say.
slowly, warily, eyeing the woman:] What is it...you feel pulling you?
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slowly, warily, eyeing the woman:] What is it...you feel pulling you?