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Not a limerick

April 23rd, 2004 (11:18 pm)
drained
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current mood: drained
current song: Let Me Be Your Fantasy by someone on the TV music channel



The stone cavern snakes for a moment and then emerges into another small torch-lit cavern. As she pauses in the entrance, the last torch behind goes out, and she knows that this is where she's been guided to.

She never was one for waiting, she thinks and strides forward.

There's another stone altar in the middle of the cavern, thankfully without the body on this one. Right on the top of it, precisely placed in the middle is a stake. She tilts her head, and considers it carefully. It's not her normal style, but when in Rome… as her first Watcher used to say. She needs to think, not react all the time.

But it's a weapon.

One of her hands opens and closes, flexing her muscles. She misses the feel of the stake in her hand, the way that it feels almost part of her when she's in the dance. The way it flows through the air, how it pushes through the resistance of the vampires chest to the way to their black and dust filled hearts.

And it's a weapon.

It's dark around the edges of the cavern. Anything could be there, watching her from the shadows. Eyes looking at her, seeing her.

And yet she knows deep down inside her that this is another choice. But then, she's a Slayer. Did she ever really have a choice? Could she, should she walk on by?

She takes the stake.

As she half expected, all the torches go out. Apart that is, from two on the far side of the cavern, on either side of an exit and passage on forward. Her eyes start to adjust to the gloom and dusk around her.

That's when she hears them moving through the dark towards her, their cloven feet grating against the rock underfoot.

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Posted by: Spectacularly Adequate Empress (empressvesica)
Posted at: April 26th, 2004 05:38 am (UTC)
Bored  [Eliza-d.com]

Oooh. Now I am all a-tingle wondering what creepy-evil is coming. I did have one tiny, tiny quibble. Why in paragraph two is she refering to herself in the 3rd person - inside her own head? Just struck me as odd - but maybe it is intentional. You're de writer!

Oh and paragraph 5 struck me as particularly nice. ~EV

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: April 26th, 2004 01:12 pm (UTC)

It's more one of those moments when you know yourself too well - when you know you shouldn't do something, but you also know you can't resist. Like say, someone is really bugging you, and you say in your head 'I really shouldn't say this' and then you say it to them anyway.

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