September 11th, 2009
|06:00 am - Paragraphs-at-a-Time Story, "The Branch" #11|
Ah yes, where were we... something about a cliff, I believe.... ;-)
We left off with Falling, falling, and the pain..
“Don't you goddamn dare,” she said, and dropped onto the ground herself.
No answer but the dying of the wind – in its retreat it would be trying to pull him down to the depths with it, she knew.
But she saw his fingers digging in where he'd caught himself on the edge, and she wrapped her feet around the biggest root. “Hold fast,” she said to him, and to the lone tree. “Hold on.”
Above them, the healed Branch shivered; below, the lone tree unfurled one wire-thin new root. This root, burning like old fire, wrapped around Jessa's ankles to anchor her there in the circle.
From where Tim hung came a growl.
On her belly, she wriggled up to where she could catch his wrists in her hands. His weight was unbearable, not just him but the burden of pain and tears he'd taken on. She did bear it, nevertheless, and got out, “Make yourself some steps, Tim. Get up here.”
His reply was muffled, but that unbearable weight shifted in her hold. She heard his boot scrape against the cliff, felt the rock accept the sound. Ground shifted. Weight shifted. He came closer.
His boot scraped again, closer now. Ground shifted. Weight shifted. Her shoulders protested, bones and joints aching, even as she slid her hands from his wrists to his forearms. Her wounded palm slickened with new blood. She held on anyway.
The root burned her ankles as it dug in -- resisting the fall, too. They'd at least done that job right.
“Okay,” Tim muttered, “got it,” and in a tumble of fur and flannel and yellow-gold eyes, he leapt up and over, and he gathered her in his rush.
The impact this time took her breath more sweetly.
Together they rolled toward the safety of the boulder. As they passed under the sword-point of the Branch, the golden spiral roared with old fire, then cooled all at once. The root around her ankle snapped. She and Tim came to rest, entwined, against sun-washed rock.
It was relief that filled her eyes this time, relief and a burden lifted.
She pressed her lips to his throat once, tasting salt, tasting magic, tasting him. And then she moved, twisted, and straddled him, her legs a vise for his lean torso. She caught his wrists again, this time ignoring any and all blood, and pushed them against the rock. She leaned in hard.
Breathless, clearly hurting and bruised, he had the fucking audacity to try a smile on her.
“All right, Rodriguez,” she said through her tears, snarling worse than he ever had when changed. “What in the name of the Branch was that shit?”
The next entry will be the end of the story.
Hugs to all, and may you find relief today!
Heh. I love this. Why must it end??
It has to end because the story ends. :-)
Thank you so much, F -- I'm glad you've liked it. Thank you twice, and a good Friday to you!
|Date:||September 11th, 2009 11:18 am (UTC)|| |
Thank you thank you, L. :-) Happy Friday!
|Date:||September 11th, 2009 11:37 am (UTC)|| |
That was terrific, but I don't want it to end. This has been a daily treat :)
K, thank you! I'm so glad you've followed along with me -- that's been a treat for me. :-)
Thanks and a good Friday to you!
Every day a new surprise! Thanks.
Thank YOU for following along and enjoying the surprises! It's been appreciated. :-)
Thanks and a good Friday to you, too!
Poor Tim needed saving. And he probably needs saving NOW, too. :-)
Hugs and thanks, ALH, and more thanks, and a good Friday!
I love the way you write.
I love the way you read and comment.
That sounds flip, but I mean it. Thank you vv much Susan, and hugs for a good start of the weekend!
|Date:||September 11th, 2009 09:14 pm (UTC)|| |
Yeah, he WOULD try a smile! :-)
Yeah, he would. Oh Timmy, dancing with danger. ;-)
Thanks and hugs and thanks, Gwynne! Happy Friday, too!
I'm loving this and can't wait to see how you wrap this up.
Thank you thank you!
And I hope the wrap-up isn't disappointing. (It ends somewhat abruptly, perhaps.) ;-)
Happy start of the week to you, too!