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A blinding darkness enveloped Richard as he was flung out of the windshield of his car. | A blinding darkness enveloped Richard as he was flung out of the windshield of his car. | ||
He was no stranger to darkness, but this one felt cold | He was no stranger to darkness, but this one felt cold. Was he alive? Richard could barely concentrate, different shapes and colours danced before his eyes but he did not have the ability to process them. He lay on the ground, motionless. The sound of a river flowing nearby filled his ears, though he could not turn his head to identify the sound. He may have been lying on the ground, but he was not certain. | ||
Quiet footsteps approached his place of rest. At this point, Richard was caked in his own body. Two gentle arms reached at him, reached ''through'' him and picked him up. The man was a distinct point of clarity in Richard's vision. He wore a white robe, accented with brown straps. He had tan skin, as he peered at Richard through sharp, slanted eyes. The man cradled Richard in warm arms as he walked forward. Richard saw the outline of his body, lying motionless on the ground. | Quiet footsteps approached his place of rest. At this point, Richard was caked in his own body. Two gentle arms reached at him, reached ''through'' him and picked him up. The man was a distinct point of clarity in Richard's vision. He wore a white robe, accented with brown straps. He had tan skin, as he peered at Richard through sharp, slanted eyes. The man cradled Richard in warm arms as he walked forward. | ||
Looking back, Richard saw the outline of his body, lying motionless on the ground. | |||
Revision as of 21:24, 29 September 2018
A blinding darkness enveloped Richard as he was flung out of the windshield of his car.
He was no stranger to darkness, but this one felt cold. Was he alive? Richard could barely concentrate, different shapes and colours danced before his eyes but he did not have the ability to process them. He lay on the ground, motionless. The sound of a river flowing nearby filled his ears, though he could not turn his head to identify the sound. He may have been lying on the ground, but he was not certain.
Quiet footsteps approached his place of rest. At this point, Richard was caked in his own body. Two gentle arms reached at him, reached through him and picked him up. The man was a distinct point of clarity in Richard's vision. He wore a white robe, accented with brown straps. He had tan skin, as he peered at Richard through sharp, slanted eyes. The man cradled Richard in warm arms as he walked forward.
Looking back, Richard saw the outline of his body, lying motionless on the ground.