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    Celestial

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

    Almost.

    Shane climbed on the balustrade and opened her arms, like a crucified Christ.

    The wind blew, widening the back of her black coat, making it float like an enormous wing. It moved Shane’s hair, but it wasn’t really moving it.

    Not yet.

    Shane breathed in the feeling, slowly and deeply, closed her eyes, felt herself floating and yet she was standing still. She watched the street below, cars passing by, colors, shapes she had no real experience of.

    She wasn’t afraid.

    I’m not afraid, Shane thought, and she was being honest.

    She didn’t care.

    She wanted to fall. For the very first time in eternity, she was longing for a freedom that she had never had.

    Everybody wants to be free, she said to herself.

    Shane leaned her head back, tried to imagine the wind. Its touch, its taste, the feeling of having it on the skin. But she didn’t know how to.

    She imagined Carmen’s skin. Carmen’s hands, their touch, Carmen’s lips on her own, the feeling of it. She pictured Carmen’s eyes looking at her and truly seeing her.

    She inhaled, deeply, and let herself fall.

    ”…Across the country through the fields
    You know I see it written ‘cross the sky
    People rising from the highway
    And war war is the battle cry
    And it’s wild wild wild wild…”

    When she woke up, it was because of the voices.

    Voices yelling, laughing hard, calling her.

    Somebody whistled loudly, making her ears buzz.

    Shane tried to open her eyes, to move her arms, but it was hard, it was the hardest thing she had ever had to do. There were lights flashing into her head, before her eyes, and every single muscle of her body was aching. A pulsing, stinging feeling that she didn’t know.

    She realized to be laying on her stomach on the ground. Her black outfit was crumpled and dirty, torn. Her hair, a mess. Her lip was cut.

    It was painful.

    Painful and wonderful.

    Finally, Shane managed to open her eyes and propped on her knees and elbows. She breathed, heavily, coughed, sighed. She stood up, blinded by the sunlight, and squirmed.

    She looked up, in the direction of the voices, and realized to be right in the middle of a construction site.

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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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