November 25, 2011

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      The effort was agonizing. Fear, confusion, thirst and the surreal brightness of the place numbed his mind. She was holding up better than him and he hung on to her and was ready to hold her pack if needed. The eyes were everywhere…..everywhere. They were watched with every shuffling step they took. Some showed no real interest but others were strange and menacing. He knew they would soon need food but they had to keep going. The sparse foliage they passed was tall and rich but bore no fruit. They passed statues of strange beings and objects that often made little or no sense to this place.

  Thirst…..gnarling thirst was tormenting his throat. She was stoic and concealed her own discomfort.

      “I can’t take this much longer, I’m dying,” he groaned. “Food, I need food. I’m so weak now I can hardly walk!”

      “You crybaby!!” she replied. “You started complaining as soon as we parked the car. After Sears, then we’ll go to the food court, okay!?”

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