Dizzy | By : sisterstyx Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Fall
"Come on, baby, come on. You can do it--" She spoke gently and encouragingly, trying to coax the beast to her will. "Please, come on. Don't stop, come on, come on, come on--" She bounced up and down, her pleas turning into commands. Finally the ignition caught and the engine turned over, the hunking piece of metal her father called a "truck" rumbling like an old man woken from a deep slumber. "Yes!" She gave the steering wheel a slight slap out of excitement and then put the large blue pick-up into gear. It lurched forward and, as she trundled along, she could only barely make out the squeak of her windshield wipers over the groans of the axels and the beating of the rain on her hood and flatbed. Relief washed over her as she pulled out of the deserted clearing. She'd been on her way back to campus from her parents' house when her car had broken down on the deserted country road. Not one to be helpless, she'd dutifully pulled out the toolbox nestled at the rear of the flatbed and gone to work on the oil line, the culprit causing her unscheduled delay. It hadn't taken her very long to fix, but the sun had already been setting in the late autumn sky and the storm clouds overhead ensured that any remaining light was obscured so that, by the time she'd managed to put her tools away and climb into the driver's seat, the wind was whipping furiously at the trees on either side of the road and her headlight provided the only light in the bleak darkness. She stuck her hands out, one at a time, before the ancient vents to try and breath some warmth back into them, and chastised herself for not having worn gloves. Her mind briefly flashed to hands, larger than hers, clad in soft, supple leather before she pushed the thoughts down and concentrated on the road. The road was along the foothills of a mountain range and she knew of no towns nearby that she could call for help if she needed it. She knew if she veered off the road, she was likely enough to fall off a hidden ridge and any available help would do no good. She doubted anyone would even be able to find her car, massive as the old Chevy was, if she had the misfortune of falling down a ravine amongst the trees. The sobering thought brought her hands to an even tighter grip on the wheel. The wind had really picked up and, along with the rain, it blew the red and golden leaves from the trees to stick at her windshield and brought small twigs, pinecones, and acorns along with it to thud and scratch along he body of her truck. Just as she began to wonder at the ferocity of the storm, a flash of lightening screamed across the sky, the thunder pounding her chest as such close range. She glanced up at the sky in apprehension and wonder at the strange surge of power. When her eyes flashed back to the road in front of her, she saw a huge, dead tree limb laying across the road. "Shit!" She pulled the steering wheel hard to the right, slamming her foot on the break, trying to swerve away from the deadly obstruction. But she'd seen it too late. Rather than come to a screeching halt, the truck continued through the mud off the road, narrowly slipping between two massive tree trunks. She had just enough time to draw breath for a scream before her pick-up suddenly nose-dived down a sharp and rocky path. Her headlights showed the outline of a pitch-black hole she was headed straight for and it's gaping jaws were the last thing she saw before the darkness consumed her. ________________________________________________________________________ When she awoke, the first thing she became aware of was the pounding of her head. She reached up to her hairline and felt a bump rising there near her temple. Her hand came back warm and wet and she opened her eyes to find her fingers covered in her blood. She blinked a few times and realized, almost to her surprise, she had not died in the crash. The truck sat off kilter, the front bumper resting on the ground while the back left tire was caught in a low tree branch. She unfastened her seatbelt and struggled to open the door, the sudden need to be free of the antique contraption and to breath fresh air overcoming her. She misjudged the distance to the ground in her haze, however, and landed painfully on her right leg. As she struggled to stand she began to take stoke of her surroundings. "What the--" Gone was the howling wind and torrential rain. The ground beneath her fingers was firm and dry. The sky was a pale yellow color and hung so low above her head, she thought she might reach up and touch it. The mountains still loomed behind her, but the trees carpeting them looked alien and very unlike the tall oaks and pines she'd been driving through. She felt nauseous, and had to blink blood out of her eye. She took a few stumbling steps away from the truck and looked over a slight rise to what lay at the foot of the mountains. The scene that spread before her made her heart skip a beat. A magnificent castle and walled city stood at the edge of a great lake that seemed to shine like a pool of liquid gold, reflecting the sky above. She took a staggering breath, feeling a stab in her chest which she grabbed at, struggling to remain standing. Her pulse quickened as she scanned the sprawling city around the castle. The towers and spires seemed to compete with the height of the mountains, almost piercing the softly glowing sky above. Her head swam and she struggled to focus on the large creature flying over the city in lazy circles. 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