To say that the imparted knowledge weighed heavy on Rhiannon’s mind would be minimizing things. The images felt as if they’d been singed onto the backs of her eyelids. She blinked and made a faltering move away from Elfleda. She touched her face. “Got it.”
Kneeling to collect her backpack was a welcome distraction. She hauled the straps onto her shoulders and flexed her legs to stand. Should she thank her? Were niceties used when dealing with hellish entities? Already she had made a highly questionable move here, and it was only now that Rhiannon realized a telling truth: she had not asked for God’s help before coming here. She hadn’t wanted to handle it in a moral way and she’d been looking for an expedient solution.
She swallowed.
“It’ll be quick,” Rhiannon said instead. “I’m not the kind to fuck around.”
Her hair snapped on the wind as she turned and faced down the portal. Once she went through it, nothing would be the same.
‘On a count of three’, she told herself. ‘One… two…’
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on 2014-02-09 12:01 am (UTC)Kneeling to collect her backpack was a welcome distraction. She hauled the straps onto her shoulders and flexed her legs to stand. Should she thank her? Were niceties used when dealing with hellish entities? Already she had made a highly questionable move here, and it was only now that Rhiannon realized a telling truth: she had not asked for God’s help before coming here. She hadn’t wanted to handle it in a moral way and she’d been looking for an expedient solution.
She swallowed.
“It’ll be quick,” Rhiannon said instead. “I’m not the kind to fuck around.”
Her hair snapped on the wind as she turned and faced down the portal. Once she went through it, nothing would be the same.
‘On a count of three’, she told herself. ‘One… two…’
The air whooshed past her ears.
‘Three.’