06-03-2009, 12:39 PM
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Her eyes lingered on the beachfront, ears twitching each time the water swayed backwards then crashed forth again with renewed force. The day was warm, the sun shining and the lightly grayed clouds rushing by in a flurry to reach their individual destinations. Redrum wasn’t much of a dream though — she was a realist — so she paid the billowing sky-pillows no mind. Instead, she contented herself with gnawing on the dead vole clutched in her right hand, crunching down its bones with less effort than it took to snap a toothpick in half.
Her eyes lingered on the beachfront, ears twitching each time the water swayed backwards then crashed forth again with renewed force. The day was warm, the sun shining and the lightly grayed clouds rushing by in a flurry to reach their individual destinations. Redrum wasn’t much of a dream though — she was a realist — so she paid the billowing sky-pillows no mind. Instead, she contented herself with gnawing on the dead vole clutched in her right hand, crunching down its bones with less effort than it took to snap a toothpick in half.
She had finished her meal, while walking mindlessly along the road, and had reached the broken highway without even thinking much of it. Her gaze was drawn from the sea, just as she stumbled over an uplifted fragment of weathered tar, a tree root cradling it precariously. Redrum tilted her head and brushed off her bloodied hand before stepping out onto the torn highway upon light, agile feet. She danced from solid rock to solid rock, making a sort of game out of avoiding the weeds and roots that had broken free of the faded black track once meant for cars.
table by mel.
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