Rocks started to fall into the waters below. Trinket ignored the rocks, instead her eyes followed the people who started to flee in panic. A tiny smile touched her lips as she watched the people shout and flee.
Some stones fell apart right under one man's feet, making him trip. He clutched at his ankle in pain. Another passing man helped him up, and they hurried along, the injured man limping as he ran.
When the people were far across the bridge, Trinket stopped telling stones to fall. She didn't care to make the entire bridge collapse; it would be repaired in due time. But the people on the bridge had now had a very interesting day. They were all watching the bridge with fear and concern in their eyes, unsure what had caused the falling stones, or whether it would happen again.
"Your turn," Trinket said to her friend. She pointed at the people huddled fearfully on the far side of the bridge. "May their day more interesting. Whoever makes things the most interesting wins."
Some stones fell apart right under one man's feet, making him trip. He clutched at his ankle in pain. Another passing man helped him up, and they hurried along, the injured man limping as he ran.
When the people were far across the bridge, Trinket stopped telling stones to fall. She didn't care to make the entire bridge collapse; it would be repaired in due time. But the people on the bridge had now had a very interesting day. They were all watching the bridge with fear and concern in their eyes, unsure what had caused the falling stones, or whether it would happen again.
"Your turn," Trinket said to her friend. She pointed at the people huddled fearfully on the far side of the bridge. "May their day more interesting. Whoever makes things the most interesting wins."
