November 23, 2003
A quick cool breeze slides down her throat and she gasps in surprise and looks to the sky. A burning ember floats across her lung and her eyes widen in wonder. Her legs splay apart and frustration burns across the weight of her muscles and she tenses involuntarily. Her cries reach lone ears and her fate is not her own. She has lost the choice, is forced to endure her survival. Over and over in her head filled shock, she begs herself to get to the end so she can lick her wounds and wash away her soul. He leaves.