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The Burning Wheel. 10
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The Burning Wheel. 10
Part Nine: Nutopia
The ride north was filled with broken streets and dead swollen bodies. Bodies clinging to each other. Bodies long forgotten. Bodies stripped of everything that use to be them. Dead naked bodies. The occasion dog, the slinky malnourished cat, maybe a bird flies by. The world up north is not the burned out remains that was so near my former place of residence. The guards say nothing to me. The air was rank with death.
We drive for hours without stopping.
We pass a family, children, mom, dad. Clothes all in tattered rags hanging off their bones. They shrank in fear as we passed. The kids look bitter. The parents look desperate. The father holds them back. He points a gun at us, we keep driving. The guards are unaffected.
The longer we go the more and more I notice how green and lush everything is. How vines snarled their way choking the very things they clung to. Cars strangled with multicolored vines, buses, some chain restaurant I read about in the archives, more people savage and wild hooting and hollering as we keep driving…unaffected.
The sun does not set. The sky stays this odd shade of purple, blinding stars seem to twinkle in an endless sky. I notice this from the sunroof of the convoy. Every now and then I see black hair gusting in the wind in the front transport. I know it’s her. She is still with me. My body still hurts from the pointless beating I took. I was hungry and afraid to fall asleep and miss something.
We stop. We camp out. Two fires. Hers. Mine. The same amount of nameless blank faces surrounding both of us. She doesn’t look over at me and I was tired of checking.
What will become?
We eat these freeze dried packs of fruit and trail mix. We drink water. We say nothing. The leaves rustling in the trees distracted me. I wondered if this how its supposed to be. I wondered why I couldn’t feel the way I should have. I should have felt sad. I should have felt like I was leaving things unchanged. I was supposed to lead the charge right? No. I was stupid and I didn’t make up my mind fast enough to get the…..what does it matter really. My aimless rebellion.
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Wow, that update was grand. The first part was very good, the atmosphere brilliant but the second part is absolutely riveting ! Fabulous job * * * * *
Thanks, as always, for your writing. I hope you enjoy your vacation.
Hope you have a good break but I don’t think I can wait for your update easily. haha… Im confessing I accict to this cool fic so badly. Helena is great idea. What history is behind Carmen and Helena? What is Hellfire club? I am curious more than previous chapters. Thanks.
he ending was prisless!!! loved the ending so very good!! si fir the you not writig again.. you know what we all think… you are the best writer here you know it and it is going to be devastating with out you…. but welove you s much for the stories you have given us that we accpt your desition…. BULSHIT!!! YOU CANT GO NOOOOOOOOOO I WILL DIE!!! LOL I NEED YOU!!! lol
o god sorry for the spelling up there lol i wa writing with the lights off lol anyways the point was thank you for this and every story of yours but… you just cant go lol you like writing i mean you can do a story like this and not like it lol so… take a vacation do wat ever but… please… dont stop writing .. not until we are 40 years old and get sick of the l word lol but… you have to understand… we miss sharmen!!! lol
I love you all I do but I think some are missing the point, this is the conclusion to this tale. And as I mentioned in the author’s box I am more than likely done with writing all together. Real Life is catching up with me.
i usually don’t read shane/carmen tales but i have to say this one was so different and so interesting, that you had me hooked right away. i have to say i am more than a little selfish, since i really want this story to continue, but i understand real life issues take up so much time. i wish you well, but i wish you would just take a small break and then come back to us sooner rather than later!!!!!!!!!!
Wow… that was fucking brilliant. I didn’t expect that ending, but it was fucking mind blowing! lol I hope you have a great vacation. And I hope that you still have time to write, because I am addicted to your stories! But whatever you choose I wish you the best! TEN STARS! ********** Love the NIN quotes by the way. :)
damn is there some word limit, a wrote a huge comment and it doesn’t appear. =( ..anyway NDF I really have enjoyed your works, RL can get in the way at times, but I hope you’re not retiring from writing sharmen fics. FOR now, I think we all still need a lil more of sharmen, since they’ll never be on screen again, I just hope through your mind you can give us the doses we need, any amount will be appreciated! Take care and thanks again!
I’ve said it countless times before, but I’ll say it again, I absolutely love your writing. You have an amazing talent to transport these characters to such completely different worlds but it’s always still the Shane and Carmen that we love. I hope you have a great vacation. If this really is the end of your fanfic career then you will be sorely missed…of course there will always be a piece of me hoping that one day, maybe when RL settles down a bit, I will come back to this forum and see your name next to a new adventure. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.
I would love to see a continuation of this story & hope you decide to continue. If a break is what you you need – go for it. You’ve created stories that I never could have dreamed of for my favorite couple on the L Word & I’m sure you have more to tell. If & when you ever get the urge to write again we’ll all be welcoming you w/ open arms. Enjoy your vacation & the concert. All the best.
Great update, didn’t expect to see Helena as an underground. . . anything. She’s so top class. Yet when you write her that way, it seems so right. I don’t know how you do it, but you do. * * * * * I’m sorry to hear that you’ll, more than likely not write anymore. Your stories are always super entertaining and a great read. But you’re right, when life beckons, one must heed. Good luck with everything and with your music. (I’m off to continue this story in my head. . . although it won’t be half as good as what you would’ve come up with)