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OS Prompt 1.11 - Running in corridors
Jul. 21st, 2007 07:19 pmIt is perilous, and rash, what he's planned, but he cannot ignore what should not be allowed to go on, and neither can she. They tear open a veil in the stars, and become the hunters and the hunted.
One thing, at least, is familiar.
Running through corridors.
Running through corridors with a hand clasped tightly in his.
Running through corridors with a hand clasped tightly in his as streaks of lethal light shatter the corner behind them.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
Yet she has as much endurance as he, and there is a double pulse beating frantically against his fingers, and she knows them just as well.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
They share their strength, and their hatred, and their hope; their eyes burn, twin suns that have been dead forever.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
It is enough for them to survive. It is enough for them to hide in this labyrinth torn long ago from Time and Space, and to plan together in the dark.
When it is over, they are burnt, and worn, and swathed in the acrid flesh of mutants.
When it is over, they embrace.
One thing, at least, is familiar.
Running through corridors.
Running through corridors with a hand clasped tightly in his.
Running through corridors with a hand clasped tightly in his as streaks of lethal light shatter the corner behind them.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
Yet she has as much endurance as he, and there is a double pulse beating frantically against his fingers, and she knows them just as well.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
They share their strength, and their hatred, and their hope; their eyes burn, twin suns that have been dead forever.
EX-TER-MIN-ATE!
It is enough for them to survive. It is enough for them to hide in this labyrinth torn long ago from Time and Space, and to plan together in the dark.
When it is over, they are burnt, and worn, and swathed in the acrid flesh of mutants.
When it is over, they embrace.
