Valerie listened to Julianna the way a church goer listened to a Priest, searching for something only it felt out of reach. No solutions, no definite, just countless possibilities that may or may not exist. She fell silent again, head bowed as if she could peek inside the earth's core as if hell would open up to give her a glimpse. Then upward to the sky, in search of heaven amongst the stars. She knew hell dimensions were real, so one without the other would be cruel. Life in general was cruel. In ways, it was just downright messy.
“I don’t know what I believe anymore.”
The words came out sounding lost though the blonde failed to register the tone. Simply stated it like it was nothing. It felt like nothing. She felt like nothing. Then she breathed in, shut her eyes. Julianna’s voice was… Calming. Soft. It didn’t quite penetrate the heavy feeling, it didn’t quite lessen it either but it gave her something to focus on. To listen to other than her own thoughts and it lulled her almost the way a snake charmer managed to quell serpents.
The next comment was a bit desultory as Valerie sighed, “Don’t be afraid. Nothing is out here, you have a car.”
The blonde watched as Julianna inspected the wound, held perfectly still so that she didn’t drip on her or the car, as if those two things were the most important things at that precise moment. “There was a bottle.” She said, then turned to look back as if searching for it. “I don’t know whose. Useful though. Sharp.” Germs apparently hadn’t crossed her mind, let alone how long it had probably been there, drained of whatever liquid had once filled it. If Julianna hadn’t been so gracious as to tend to the cut then she would have surely ended up with an infection. Quite possibly a serious one, despite her fast healing.
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“I don’t know what I believe anymore.”
The words came out sounding lost though the blonde failed to register the tone. Simply stated it like it was nothing. It felt like nothing. She felt like nothing. Then she breathed in, shut her eyes. Julianna’s voice was… Calming. Soft. It didn’t quite penetrate the heavy feeling, it didn’t quite lessen it either but it gave her something to focus on. To listen to other than her own thoughts and it lulled her almost the way a snake charmer managed to quell serpents.
The next comment was a bit desultory as Valerie sighed, “Don’t be afraid. Nothing is out here, you have a car.”
The blonde watched as Julianna inspected the wound, held perfectly still so that she didn’t drip on her or the car, as if those two things were the most important things at that precise moment. “There was a bottle.” She said, then turned to look back as if searching for it. “I don’t know whose. Useful though. Sharp.” Germs apparently hadn’t crossed her mind, let alone how long it had probably been there, drained of whatever liquid had once filled it. If Julianna hadn’t been so gracious as to tend to the cut then she would have surely ended up with an infection. Quite possibly a serious one, despite her fast healing.