It’s dark and cold where they are now, and the whispering voices are no longer enticing, but angry and ugly and scared. They are at the edge of a pit and when Adam peers over, it looks like it goes on and on forever.
“This is me, too.” Jack says, shoving him closer to the edge. “Are you scared yet?”
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Date: 2011-01-23 07:01 pm (UTC)It’s dark and cold where they are now, and the whispering voices are no longer enticing, but angry and ugly and scared. They are at the edge of a pit and when Adam peers over, it looks like it goes on and on forever.
“This is me, too.” Jack says, shoving him closer to the edge. “Are you scared yet?”
Whoa. I love this metaphor.
I really should start reading fanfiction again...