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Her legs hurt, her lungs burned she ran as if the devil his self was after her. Fact was he was not, he was some where ahead of her and she meant to cut him from ass to ear. This thought spurred her on again. Her naked breasts ached, she would have to bind them in future, the leather thong holding her knife and pistol had cut into the right breast, drawing blood. Celissa swiped the cut with her hand but the blood had dried in the heat of the day. She pumped her arms hard as if to gain speed even though she seemed to slow, through the night and half a day she had run across this desolate land, now she could see the forest and feel the cool breeze wafting from the mountains. Celissa had set out In anger after the man that had stolen her mothers life and abducted her sister. Celissa had sworn misogynous body vow to her dying mother she would bring back her sister, Carra. She thought of Carra only three years younger than her own twenty one years. Her thoughts of revenge were so rudely interupted when the earth before her feet moved, instinctively she jumped to her left as her right hand heaved up her pistol. To slow, as she tumbled to the ground she felt the hand on her ankle, her shot went wild , she heard a roaring in her ears as the blackness came, she had lost. "Cellissa , Cellissa "she heard her name being called from far away . So this was the crossing to the other side, could she see through the darkness, dead or not she would will her eyes to open into this new life. "River !" She screamed "You are in the life after! why "Shhh. you are not dead." River assured her. "But I fell to the grounders and the blackness came and I knew I was dead for I heard the Roaring of the hounds of my own hell." The sentence spewed out like bees from the rocked hive. "Look through the darkness their is what you heard. River pointed at the vague shape of his two wheeled hell hound of the out lands. |