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RotL Rnd 1 Pt 3Willi's supply of useful odds and ends loading her pockets never ceased to amaze Russel. With a handful of karabiners and some nylon rope, she was almost finished jury-rigging a pulley system to lever the three of them up the side of the tower. Of course, they would have to travel one-at-a-time, so Russel had volunteered to go last.
"Ah-ight," Willi tugged hard on her invention, testing her weight on the rope. "Let's see how this baby holds up under pressure." She winked at her brother and hooked a final karabiner to her belt loop. "We've just got the one left," she said, looping the rope through it, "so when I'm at the top, I'll have to toss the clip back down to ya. Got it, jacket man?"
The professor nodded. "You'd better get going," he said, "or we're going to run out of time."
Russel had to agree, but knew better than to open his mouth. Willi would do things her way, or not at all.
For once she didn't reply with a snarky comment, "You got it, Russ?" She asked instead.
RotL Rnd 1 Pt 2"That has to be the damn thing," Willi gestured to a particularly thin tower several hundred yards in front of them. So far, the three of them had argued, wandered aimlessly and been lost several times, but had accomplished absolutely nothing in the way of their assigned task. There was no sign of an inner hatch anywhere, and already-raw nerves were starting to get even sorter. The huge structures that resembled an old city were ominous, but seemed to be completely empty.
The professor narrowed his eyes at the structure toward which Willi was pointing. "What makes you think that?" He asked, "It's shaped differently than everything else around here, I'll give you that, but it's just another meaningless building thing."
"No," Russel said, before Willi could open her mouth to say whatever snarky thing was on the tip of her tongue. "It's not. Look there."
"What am I looking at?" Thaddeus finally took his hands out of his jacket pockets and made a sort of a visor along his brow w
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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