Dec 09, 2009 20:52
[There's a moment where she can't do anything, can't remember anything, can't move and holy Buddha...can't breathe. She starts clawing up through loose packed dirt, lungs screaming and she doesn't want to die right now. She doesn't want to be buried alive and she doesn't want to go this way. What if she comes back as a cockroach? Just as her lungs feel like they're going to burst, her chest burning tight, she feels cool air on her hand. That makes her redouble her efforts, panicked digging until she collapses on the ground next to the grave she just dug herself out of. Her breath comes in great heaving gasps and the glance over to the grave next to her is almost accidental. There's a hand just breaking through the dirt and she pushes herself to her knees, grabbing the hand and pulling.]
Priestly!
[Or at least she assumes and hopes its him since he was the one buried alive in her shuttle with her]
polychromatic,
cursed