• Rain

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    July 2, 2013 /  Rain

    “Just think,” the voice echoed in her head. “I could beat you to death, and he wouldn’t remember anything. He’d just… stare…”

    Just think.

    Just think.

    Commotion. Yelling. Watch out! Is that her voice? There is sweat on her forehead. Tears in her eyes. Pain everywhere. And something is still pulling.

    Just think. Just think. Just…

    Darkness. The smell of upturned earth and rotting vegetation. A storm on the horizon. A presence nearby.

    “You see what you’ve made me do? Now I have to teach you a lesson.”

    “Nn..o… wait..!” Definitely her voice. “‘ve learned it. Please don’t. Please…”

    Two cloaks. The glint of a weapon. More shouting. A name..? There was a name…no, no there wasn’t. Was there? Why can’t I remember? Just think. Just think.

    Alone again. Everything hurts. Her skin, her bones, it all feels so dry and brittle. She is grateful for the drizzle that soaks into her clothing but the sun is dropping lower in the sky and the lengthening shadows are so cold. Why can’t I move? Ah. Ropes. Cold droplets pelt her from above. Her eyes burn, but there’s no moisture left for tears. How does she get out of this?

    Jus’ think, Rain. Jus’ think.

    Posted by honor-journal @ 12:22 am