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    Celestial

    Story written on April 16, 2009 by veba.
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    chapter 8

    Chapter 8

    Quest:
    –noun
    1. a search or pursuit made in order to find or obtain something: a quest for uranium mines; a quest for knowledge.
    2. Medieval Romance. an adventurous expedition undertaken by a knight or knights to secure or achieve something: the quest of the Holy Grail.
    3. those engaged in such an expedition.

    Somewhere outside Los Angeles – Late evening

    Shane sighed, heavily, and ran her hands over her wet face.

    She was sitting under a bus shelter, but the glass had been broken in thousands of pieces that crackled under her shoes, and the rain fell down, drenching her hair, her coat, her skin.

    Shane was cold. She was exhausted. She was injured. And she had never felt so alive. For the very first time, she was getting to realize what the word “life” meant. It was strange, powerful, painful and upsetting.

    Her brand new body would react to every little thing. Trivial things, things that had never mattered… Once.

    That very rain had a smell. It was spicy, and soothing, and Shane imagined it to be similar to the ocean’s scent. The salt. The tears.

    She was waiting for someone, anyone, able to help her. She needed to go to Tahoe, and she needed to do it now. Carmen had told her that she wanted to say goodbye. She had told her that she didn’t want to see her again.

    But that was before. Now Shane had fallen, and maybe – just maybe – the order of things could be reversed. Maybe.

    Shane exhaled deeply through her nose, pensively, and ran her hand through her soaking wet hair.

    She had never been happier, that was true, but she had never been so scared, either, and she had never felt so alone.

    Falling, she had managed to get plenty of things. But she had lost the chance to be anywhere she wanted in less than a second, she couldn’t speak every language anymore, and she had no identity or past.

    “Tash?”, she croaked, glancing around, “Tasha?”.

    The rain hammered on the ground, all over her. A car passed by and didn’t stop.

    “Tasha, are you there?”, Shane murmured.

    Nobody answered. There was just silence. There was just the rain filling up her ears.

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