warm fingertips

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

The voice came again, but they offered no name. She continued then, making her way back towards the entrance of the cave. Obviously, who ever it was wasn’t there to hurt her. In fact, they seemed a bit nervous for Ryan’s own safety. She walked slowly – hands held out in front of her while her feet felt the floor with each step she took. Her eyes were starting to adjust to the light, but it was still eerily shadowy in here.



"No, I can’t see anything," she offered, fingertips sweeping across one of the stone walls. Somehow she had turned her body and has walked straight towards the cave’s clammy sides. She turned to her right, hoping to be headed towards the right direction, when she finally saw some light pouring in from the entrance. Now she could make out the form of a stranger’s body. She kept her blood red eyes wide as she slowly made her way towards the entrance (or exit to her point of view) of the cave.

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