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    Celestial

    Story written on April 15, 2009 by veba.
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    chapter 7

    “How do you know this?”, she whispered back, her eyes pleading.

    Dante’s smile turned melancholic.

    “Because I did it”.

    ”…Everybody got the feelin’
    You know the feeling and it’s stronger each day
    Everybody wants to be reelin’
    And baby baby I’ll show you the way…”

    ***

    Carmen’s house – Night

    She was again in the middle of his deserted bedroom, looking down, at the floor, where just a thin blade of moonlight was visible. She was cold, she was shaking. She crossed her arms against her breasts, as if she had to protect herself.

    “Shane, I need to talk to you”, she murmured at the empty room.

    No movement. No sound. Nothing.

    Carmen grimaced slightly, her voice sounded begging.

    “Shane, please”, she whispered, “Please, be here”.

    Nothing.

    Carmen pressed her palm against her mouth, repressing a sob that was mute, soundless, dry.

    “God, help me through this”, she whispered to herself.

    And then she heard her. She felt her.

    Carmen looked up and Shane was there, her black outfit, her green eyes, her pale skin, pouring eternity from all of her pores.

    Carmen chuckled, mixing sadness and happiness.

    They stared at each other for what seemed forever.

    “You are so beautiful, Shane…”, Carmen murmured, eventually, “…You’ll always be that way”.

    Shane didn’t reply. She just watched her, frowning slightly in a mixture of confusion and longing and love and sadness and anticipation.

    “Helena asked me to go away with her…”, Carmen said, softly, “…and get married. She knows me. She knows the demands of my work”.

    “You don’t love her”.

    Shane’s voice low, husky, smoky. Terrified.

    “She and I are the same…”, Carmen considered desperately, and shrugged, “…and I want that”.

    Shane swallowed.

    “…And I want somebody who can feel my hand when I touch her”.

    “But you can feel me”, Shane objected under her voice, “You felt me”.

    Carmen gave her a blinding smile through the tears.

    “I want to say goodbye, Shane”, she said, shaking, “I don’t want to see you again”.

    ”…And I know it’s hard sometimes,
    You’ve got to piece the needle across the sky
    And I know it’s hard sometimes
    And world war is the battle cry
    And it’s wild wild wild wild…”

    ***

    From the top of that roof, you could almost see every single building in town.

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    1. ok…so did anyone manage or bother to ask earl if this was ok for shane or carmen or earl? now shane fell to earth. will she now try the pear and describe the taste?great story. thanks again for taking the time to share.

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