fiction, scifi, Writing

WIP Part 19 ~~hide~~


Her hands twitched. She felt something warm and smooth —


— beneath them. The sensation flash over her skin. Her head jerked.

Hands. My hands. My head.

They gave a shape to the dark. There was her head. There were her hands.

And sound. Thumping, rhythmless and fast, it turned into flashes of light. White.

White lights. White line. Flickering past.


Her hands twitched again. Something was warm against her cheek. Someone.


Fear burned like fire through her. Her body jerked. Pain followed fear, and after that was peace. It was good. Whatever it was. She’d done the right thing. It was okay.

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