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Re: Karis Needleteeth

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

Another pod-pop. Karis didn't bother to track the time in between them (she had no idea if they were on a schedule or not). Another day where the observation deck was filled with panicked, angry breathers, all demanding to know what was going on and where they were - same old sob story every time.

"But I had a family!"

"This can't be happening!"

She snorted to herself. Just like them. Yank the rug out from underneath them and you saw them for what they were - whining, sniveling, pathetic, weak little creatures of flesh and blood, who couldn't deal with hardship if-

"At least we're together. Thank the Light for small favors."

Karis stiffened, frozen in place. That couldn't be. He was dead. Her father was dead or eaten or plague-ridden, vanished off of the face of the earth and buried in some unmarked grave somewhere in the Plaguelands in all likelyhood. But, it sounded so much like him - the stern, steady confidence, the-

"And the children. All except-"

A woman's voice, snatches of conversation over the din.

"She'll be here somewhere. If we're here, if these... creatures... have plucked us all out of our daily lives, surely they would have taken Karis..."

Her mother. Her father. Her brother, her sisters, all here? That was impossible. This wasn't happening. She felt sick - or as close to sick as she could feel. She shrunk back against the wall, not wanting to look up and see them - but she knew they were a there. A barrel-chested, broad-shouldered man, tanned and hardened from years of working on the farm. An equally weathered woman with dark hair and a kind smile, arms that had embraced her, rocked to her sleep when she was child, soothed her hurts-

They couldn't see her like this, they couldn't know what had happened to her, that the young woman they'd seen off into the world was gone, gone and replaced by a twisted mockery of her. A creature that reveled in pain and death and suffering, not the headstrong, determined teenager that had left the family farm.

She fled the observation deck at the first chance. She needed to be alone. She needed to find a way out of this nightmare.

Amazing

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ok, that was awesome. Seriously.