Thursday, September 9, 2010

Well Wishing

I woke up to an indescribable scene, mostly due to the unshakable darkness. Paralysis prevented me from feeling my way around, but a glance skyward confirmed my suspicions. A shaft of moonlight appeared on the well’s rim, nowhere near enough to shed any light on my situation. I did what any rational person would do at this point. I yelled. Screamed. Hollered. Yodeled. To my surprise, a reply echoed back. “Hey, are you alright?” The tenseness of the moment made the voice clear. “If I’m going to die in this goddamn well, at least let me do it in peace.”

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