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qf6kxv2 ([info]qf6kxv2) wrote,
@ 2010-01-20 01:34:00

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She didn't want to imagine the things they might...
She didn't want to imagine the
things they might do to us–I was sure she could come up with worse than Ihat answer would
they want from you that bad?
I'll never tellNot you, not any humanBut then, I wasn't in pain yet
Another hour had passed–the sun was directly overhead, the heat of it like a crown of fire on
my hair–when the sound changedThe grinding steps that I barely heard anymore turned to
echoes ahead of meJeb's feet still crunched against the sand like mine, but someone in front of
us had reached a new terrain
“Careful, now,” Jeb warned me
I hesitated, not sure what I was watching for, or how to watch with no eyesHis hand left my
back fake gucci bags and pressed down on my head, telling me to duck
He guided me forward again, and I heard our footsteps make the same echoing soundThe
ground didn't give like sand, didn't feel loose like rockIt was flat and solid beneath my feet
The sun was gone–I could no longer feel it burn my skin or scorch my hair
I took another step, and a new air touched my faceThis was
stagnant–Imoved intoitThe dry desert wind was goneThis air was still and coolerThere was
the faintest hint of moisture to it, a mustiness that I could both smell and taste
There were so many questions in my mind, and in Melanie'sShe wanted to ask hers, but I kept
silentThere was nothing either of us louis vuitton purses could say that would help us now
“Okay, you can straighten up,” Jeb told me
I raised my head slowly
Even with the blindfold, I could tell that there was no lightIt was utterly black around the
edges of the bandannaI could hear the others behind me, shuffling their feet impatiently,
waiting for us to move forward
“This way,” Jeb said, and he was guiding me againOur footsteps echoed back from close
by–the space we were in must have been quite smallI found myself ducking my head
instinctively
We went a few steps farther, and then we rounded a sharp curve that seemed to turn us back
the way we'd comeThe ground started to slant downwardThe angle got fake cartier watch steeper with every
step, and Jeb gave me his rough hand to keep me from fallingI don't know how long I slipped
and skidded my way through the darknessThe hike probably felt longer than it was with each
minute slowed by my terror
We took another turn, and then the floor started to climb upwardMy legs were so numb and
wooden that as the path got steeper, Jeb had to half drag me up the inclineThe air got mustier
and moister the farther we went, but the blackness didn't changeThe only sounds were our
footsteps and their nearby echoes
The pathway flattened out and began to turn and twist like a serpent
Finally, finally, there was a brightness around the top and omega watch replica bottom of my blindfoldI wished that
it would slip, as I was too frightened to pull it off myselfIt seemed to me that I wouldn't be so
terrified if I could justsee where I was and who was with me
With the light came noiseStrange noise, a low murmuring babbleIt sounded almost like a
waterfall
The babble got louder as we moved forward, and the closer it got, the less it sounded like
waterIt was too varied, low and high pitches mingling and echoingIf it had not been so
discordant, it might have sounded like an uglier version of the constant music I'd heard and sung
on the Singing WorldThe darkness of the blindfold suited that memory, the memory discount chanel quilted handbag of
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