10-25-2019, 06:54 AM
When next she woke, pain pounded in her head. More memories floated somewhere in that distancing darkness, but the last dreams had been her own. A grimace curled her lips dry against her teeth as she slowly reacquainted with her numb limbs, unsure whether she had really returned to her body. For a moment hundreds of lives shimmered like the crook of a hangman’s noose, the details burning away almost as quickly. The thin stalks of her legs felt like they might crush beneath the effort of standing, and the pitch black made her dizzy. Slowly she stumbled for a wall, rasping her nails against the rock. Her wallet was dead. That was the first thing she checked. The second was to flood herself with the power; drawing deeper and deeper, until the ecstasy of it stung, and a cruel smile lifted her lips.
We will have vengeance.
Some time later a lone woman emerged from the tunnels, a pair of heels hanging from the crook of two fingers. Her feet were torn and bloody, and she stumbled and shuffled her passage into stinging sunlight. The dark hollows of her eyes squinted against it, or maybe it was the world around her upon which she glared. I will have vengeance.
[[Just tying up]]
We will have vengeance.
Some time later a lone woman emerged from the tunnels, a pair of heels hanging from the crook of two fingers. Her feet were torn and bloody, and she stumbled and shuffled her passage into stinging sunlight. The dark hollows of her eyes squinted against it, or maybe it was the world around her upon which she glared. I will have vengeance.
[[Just tying up]]