Friday, September 24, 2010

True Story

Never had terror paralyzed me so completely. This paralysis was metaphorical, at least until the deluge of water came crashing down. I was pinned, stuck between a rocky surface and the veritable wall of liquid. Oxygen was minimal; it was all I could do to stay alive, clinging with what little strength I had left. Without warning, a shadow cast down, adding darkness to my list of problems. I was being shoved, pushed by giant phalangeal masses. I was brushed aside, but before I could prepare for death, I was flying. Free at last! I buzzed away a happy ladybug.

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