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Flavor of the Day - 11/09/08 - horripilation
with Whipped Cream and Hot Fudge
Rating : G
Timeframe : 1245
Word Count : 144
Word of the Day : horripilation - the act or process of the hair bristling on the skin, as from cold or fear; goose flesh
Kairn paused before the door, the hairs along his arms bristling as his hand hovered over the knob. A hand lighted on his shoulder and he nearly leapt into the air.
“Scared?” said Sethan, his silky voice barely rising above a whisper.
Kairn scowled at the hand that refused to move. “I haven’t forgotten the last time you wanted to show me something.”
A shiver rose up his spine as fingers curled around his shoulder. “You’re not going to run off this time are you?”
“Depends,” he said, turning to face his friend. “Is there some mad dead thing in there that wants to eat us this time?”
Thin lips hooked into a sharp grin and Sethan reached past him for the knob. “Now what fun would it be if there wasn’t?”
Kairn swallowed hard as the latch gave way with a loud click.
with Whipped Cream and Hot Fudge
Rating : G
Timeframe : 1245
Word Count : 144
Word of the Day : horripilation - the act or process of the hair bristling on the skin, as from cold or fear; goose flesh
Kairn paused before the door, the hairs along his arms bristling as his hand hovered over the knob. A hand lighted on his shoulder and he nearly leapt into the air.
“Scared?” said Sethan, his silky voice barely rising above a whisper.
Kairn scowled at the hand that refused to move. “I haven’t forgotten the last time you wanted to show me something.”
A shiver rose up his spine as fingers curled around his shoulder. “You’re not going to run off this time are you?”
“Depends,” he said, turning to face his friend. “Is there some mad dead thing in there that wants to eat us this time?”
Thin lips hooked into a sharp grin and Sethan reached past him for the knob. “Now what fun would it be if there wasn’t?”
Kairn swallowed hard as the latch gave way with a loud click.