It was suddenly very dark.
Every muscle in my small body seized as a shiver rolled down my back, calling the coarse hair there to attention. The leftover sound of birds which had been singing their summer songs hung stale in the air, emphasizing the abrupt silence so that it seemed almost ear-shattering. Nothing moved. Wind which was normally so playful and insistent suddenly couldn't be bothered to let out even the barest sigh.
Everything was stuck. It was like life was on hiatus while the world came to some final decision about it. Seemed to me that something important was in the works here, and I just knew it wasn't good. I have a sixth sense about these things--that's how I've survived so long out here in the wild--and this was giving me the same feeling I'd get telling me I needed to hightail it outta there, like when one of those vicious, hard-eyed devil-birds tries to scoop me up straight into its stomach. Only this was bigger. Much bigger. So big I didn't know if I'd escape this time.
The soft lilt of voices stilled my thoughts. I could feel the light vibrations of footsteps coming up through the earth, and soon I could hear them too. My mind wanted desperately to make a run for it, but my body would not budge.
"...useless, and you know it well enough!" A smooth and clearly frustrated voice rang out in the deadening silence. The footsteps were getting closer, and I still couldn't move. Oh, of all the times--
"Do I?" a second, female voice chimed in, but you could tell she was just as weary and frustrated as the man.
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And, I shall finish another time.... :P
Just like every other story I've ever written.
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