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?Hey, wait a minuteThen it can?t be all our... |
1st September 2010, 23:17 |
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?Hey, wait a minuteThen it can?t be all our fault
?I didn?t say it was, Ah?m just relayin? the factsI make contact with Benjamin
?He?s the only one who knows who you are?not by name, of course, you?ll use the name
?Archie??and he?ll furnish you with the necessary clearance to go from one compound to the
other
?Papers??
?He?ll explainHe?ll also watch you, be with you at all times, and, frankly, he?s been in touch
with Comrade Krupkin and knows far more than I do?which is precisely the way this retired
Georgia cracker likes itGood huntin?, polecat, if it?s huntin? you?re afterDon?t rape no wooden
Indians
Bourne followed the signs?everything was in English?to the city of Rockledge, Florida,
fifteen miles southwest of NASA?s Cape CanaveralHe was to meet Benjamin at a lunch counter in
the local Woolworth store, looking for a man in his mid-twenties wearing a chanel jewelry online red-checkered shirt,
with a Budweiser baseball cap on the stool beside him, saving itIt was the hour, within the time
span of minutes: 3:35 in the afternoonThe sandy-haired, California-educated Russian was seated at the far right end of
the counter, the baseball cap on the stool to his leftThere were half a dozen men and women along
the row talking to one another and consuming soft drinks and snacksJason approached the empty
seat, glanced down at the cap and spoke politely?Is this taken?? he asked
?I?m waiting for someone,? replied the young KGB trainer, his voice neutral, his gray eyes
straying up to Bourne?s face
?I?ll find another place
?She may not get here for another five minutes
?Hell, I?m just having a quick vanilla CokeI?ll be out of here by then??
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?Sit down,? said Benjamin, removing the hat and casually putting it on cartier tank louis his headA gumchewing
counterman came by and Jason ordered; his drink arrived, and the Komitet trainer
continued quietly, his eyes now on the foam of his milk shake, which he sipped through a straw
?So you?re Archie, like in the comics
?And you?re Benjamin
?We?ll both find out if that?s a fact, won?t we??
?Do we have a problem??
?I want the ground rules clear so there won?t be one,? said the West Coast-bred Soviet?I don?t
approve of your being permitted in hereRegardless of my former address and the way I may
sound, I haven?t much use for Americans
?Listen to me, Ben,? interrupted Bourne, his eyes forcing the trainer to look at him?All things
considered, I don?t approve of your mother still being in prison, either, but I didn?t put her there
?We free the dissidents and the Jews, but you insist on keeping a fifty-eight-year-old woman
who was at best a simple chanel purses courier!? whispered the Russian, spitting out the words
?I don?t know the facts and I wouldn?t be too quick to call Moscow the mercy capital of the
world, but if you can help me?really help me?maybe I can help your mother
?Goddamned bullshit promisesWhat the hell can you do??
?To repeat what I said an hour ago to a bald-headed friend of yours in the plane, I don?t owe my
government a thing, but it sure as hell owes me
?I will because I?ve been ordered to, not because of your conBut if you try to learn things that
have nothing to do with your purpose here?you won?t get outClear??
?It?s not only clear, it?s irrelevant and unnecessaryBeyond normal astonishment and curiosity,
both of which I will suppress to the best of my ability, I haven?t the slightest interest in the
objectives of NovgorodUltimately, in my opinion, they lead nowhereAlthough, I grant you,
the whole black chanel quilted bag complex beats the hell out of Disneyland
Benjamin?s involuntary laugh through the straw caused the foam onhis milk shake to swell and
burst?Have you been to Anaheim?? he asked mischievously
?I could never afford it
?We had diplomatic passes
?Christ, you?re human, after allCome on, let?s take a walk and talk some turkey
They crossed over a miniature bridge into New London, Connecticut, home of America?s
submarine construction, and strolled down to the Volkhov River, which in this area had been turned
into a maximum security naval base?again, all in realistic miniatureHigh fences and armed ?U
Marine? guards were stationed at the gates and patrolled the grounds fronting the concrete slips that
held enormous mock-ups of the stallions of America?s nuclear undersea fleet
?We have all the stations, all the schedules, every device and every reduced inch of the piers,?
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Prefontaine was flying back to Boston in the... |
1st September 2010, 02:52 |
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Prefontaine was flying back to Boston in the morning, but he had asked John StJacques if he
might return one dayPerhaps not with a prepaid reservation
?Judge, my house is your house? was the reply
?I might even earn that courtesy
Albert Armbruster, chairman of the Federal Trade Commission, got out of his limousine and
stood on the pavement before the steep steps of his town house in Georgetown?Check with the
office in the morning,? he said to the chauffeur, holding the rear door?As you know, I?m not a
well man The driver closed the door?Would you like assistance, sir??
?Hell, no The government chauffeur climbed into the front seat; the sudden roar of his engine
was not meant as a courteous exit as he sped down the street
Armbruster climbed the stone staircase, his stomach and chest heaving with each step, cursing
under his breath at the sight of his wife?s silhouette beyond the glass door of their chanel white j12 watch Victorian
entrance?-bleep--kicking yapper,? he said to himself as he neared the top, gripping the railing before
facing his adversary of thirty years
A spit exploded out of the darkness from somewhere within the grounds of the property next
doorArmbruster?s arms flew up, his wrists bent as if trying to locate the bodily chaos; it was too
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lateThe chairman of the Federal Trade Commission tumbled back down the stone staircase, his
thumping dead weight landing grotesquely on the pavement below
Bourne changed into the French denim trousers, slipped on a dark short-sleeved shirt and the
cotton safari jacket, put his money, his weapon and all his IDs?authentic and false?into his
pockets and left the Pont-RoyalBefore doing so, however, he stuffed the bed with pillows, and
hung his traveling clothes in clear view over the chairHe walked casually past the ornate front
desk, and once outside on Montalembert ran to chanel classic handbags the nearest telephone kioskHe inserted a coin and
dialed Bernardine?s home
?It?s Simon,? he said
?I thought so,? replied the FrenchmanI?ve just heard from Alex and told him
not to tell me where you were; one cannot reveal what one does not knowStill, if I were you, I?d
go to another place, at least for the nightYou may have been spotted at the airport
?What about you??
?I intend to be a canard
?A duck??
?The sitting varietyThe Deuxi?me has my flat under watchPerhaps I?ll have a visitor; it would
be convenient, n?est-ce pas??
?You didn?t tell your office about??
?About you?? interrupted Bernardine?How could I, monsieur, when I don?t know you? My
protective Bureau believes I had a threatening call from an old adversary known to be a
psychopathActually I removed him in the Maritimes years ago but I never closed the file??
?Should you be telling me this on your telephone??
?I thought I mentioned that it was a unique zucca spy fendi bag instrument
?Suffice it to say it cannot be tapped and still functionYou need rest, monsieurYou are no
good to anyone, least of all yourself, without itFind a bed, I cannot help you there
? ?Rest is a weapon,? ? said Jason, repeating a phrase he had come to believe was a vital truth,
vital for survival in a world he loathed
?I beg your pardon??
?NothingI?ll find a bed and call you in the morningBonne chance, mon ami
?? ?? ??
He found a room at the Avenir, an inexpensive hotel on the rue Gay-LussacRegistering under a
false name, promptly forgotten, he climbed the stairs to his room, removed his clothes, and fell into
the bed?Rest is a weapon,? he said to himself, staring at the ceiling, at the flickering lights of the
Paris streets as they traveled across the plasterWhether rest came in a mountain cave or a rice
paddy in the Mekong Delta, it did not matter; it was a weapon frequently more powerful than
firepowerThat was the louis vuitton white speedy lesson drummed into his head by d?Anjou, the man who had given his life
in a Beijing forest so that Jason Bourne might liveRest is a weapon, he considered, touching the
bandage around his neck yet not really feeling it, its constricting presence fading as sleep came
He woke up slowly, cautiously, the noise of the traffic in the streets below pounding up to his
window, the metallic horns like the erratic cawing of angry crows amid the irregular bursts of angry
engines, full bore one moment, abrupt quiet the nextIt was a normal morning in the narrow streets
of ParisHolding his neck rigid, Jason swung his legs to the floor from the inadequate bed and
looked at his watch, startled at what he saw, wondering for an instant whether he had adjusted the
watch for Paris timeIt was 10:07 in the morning?Paris timeHe had slept
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You'd be safer??
The last part sounded too much... |
30th August 2010, 23:18 |
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You'd be safer??
The last part sounded too much like the lie it was, so I let my voice trail off
Jeb stared at me through narrowed eyes, and I looked away
I tried not to look at Doc, but I couldn't help one brief glance, to make sure he understoodHis
eyes locked on mine, clearly miserable, and I knew that he did
As I quickly lowered my gaze, I caught Jared staring at DocHad he seen the silent
communication?
Jeb sighed His face turned into a grimace as he concentrated on the
dilemma
?Jeb ?? Ian and Jared said togetherThey both stopped and scowled at each other
This was all just a waste tiffany jewellery of time, and I had only hoursJust a few more hours, I knew that for
certain now
?Jeb,? I said softly, my voice barely audible over the spring's gushing murmur, and everyone
turned to me?You don't have to decide right nowDoc needs to check on Jodi, and I'd like to
see her, tooPlus, I haven't eaten all dayWhy don't you sleep on it? We can talk again
tomorrowWe've got plenty of time to think about thisCould they tell?
?That's a good idea, WandaI think everyone here could use a breatherGo get some food, and
we'll all sleep on it
I was very careful not to look at Doc now, even when I chloe bag spoke to him
?I'll be along to help with Jodi after I eat, Doc
?Okay,? Doc said warily
Why couldn't he keep his tone casual? He was a human?he should have been a good liar
?Hungry?? Ian murmured, and I noddedHe latched on to my hand, and I
knew he would be keeping a tight hold on me nowThat didn't worry meHe slept deeply, like
Jamie
As we walked from the dark room, I could feel eyes on my back, but I wasn't sure whose
Just a few more things to doThree last deeds to be completed
It wouldn't be nice to leave Mel with her body uncomfortable from hungerBesides, the food
was better since I'd gucci women's watches been raidingSomething to look forward to rather than endure
I made Ian get the food and bring it to me while I hid in the field where half-grown sprouts of
wheat replaced the cornI told Ian the truth so that he would help me: I was avoiding JamieI
didn't want Jamie frightened by this decisionIt would be harder for him than for Jared or
Ian?they each took one sideJamie loved us both; he would be more evenly torn
Ian did not argue with meWe ate in silence, his arm tight around my waist
Second, I went to see Sunny and Jodi
I expected to see three glowing cryotanks on top of Doc's desk, and I rolex watches ladies was surprised that there
were still just the two Healers, set in the centerDoc and Kyle hovered over the cot where Jodi
lay inertI walked quickly to them, about to demand to know where Sunny was, but when I got
closer, I saw that Kyle had an occupied cryotank cradled in one arm
?You'll want to be gentle with that,? I murmured
Doc was touching Jodi's wrist, counting to himselfHis lips pressed into a thin line when he
heard my voice, and he had to begin over again
?Yeah, Doc told me that,? Kyle said, his gaze never leaving Jodi's faceA dark, matched set of
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eyes skipped across the backs of their heads... |
30th August 2010, 02:32 |
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eyes skipped across the backs of their heads to the dark exit
The first thing I saw was Jamie's slight figure, clinging to someone's armSomeone so dirty,
head to toe, that he almost blended right in with the cave wallSomeone too tall to be Jeb, and
anyway, there was Jeb just behind Jamie's shoulderEven from this distance, I could see that
Jeb's eyes were narrowed and his nose wrinkled, as if he were anxious?a rare emotion for Jeb
Just as I could see that Jamie's face was bright with sheer joy
?Here we go,? Ian muttered beside me, his voice barely audible above the crackle of the flames
The dirty man Jamie was still clinging to took a step forwardOne of his hands rose slowly, like
an involuntary reflex, and curled into a fist
From the dirty omega watch replica figure came Jared's voice?flat, perfectly devoid of any inflection?What is the
meaning of this, Jeb??
My throat closedI tried to swallow and found the way blockedI tried to breathe and was not
successfulMy heart drummed unevenly
Jared!Melanie's exultant voice was loud, a silent shriek of elationShe burst into radiant life
inside my headared is home!
?Wanda is teaching us all about the universe,? Jamie babbled eagerly, somehow not catching on
to Jared's fury?he was too excited to pay attention, maybe
?Wanda??Jared repeated in a low voice that was almost a snarl
There were more dirty figures in the hall behind himI only noticed them when they echoed his
snarl with an outraged muttering
A blond head rose from the frozen audiencePaige lurched to her chanel black handbags feet?Andy!? she cried, and
stumbled through the figures seated around herOne of the dirty men stepped around Jared and
caught her as she nearly fell over Wes?Oh, Andy!? she sobbed, the tone of her voice reminding
me of Melanie's
Paige's outburst changed the atmosphere momentarilyThe silent crowd began to murmur,
most of them rising to their feetThe sound was one of welcome now, as the majority went to
greet the returned travelersI tried to read the strange expressions on their faces as they forced
grins onto their lips and peeked furtively back at meI realized after a long, slow second?time
seemed to be congealing around me, freezing me into place?that the expression I wondered at
wasguilt
?It's going to be okay, Wanda,? Ian murmured under his breath
I chanel j12 glanced at him wildly, searching for that same guilt on his faceI didn't find it, only a
defensive tightening around his vivid eyes as he stared at the newcomers
?What the hell, people?? a new voice boomed
Kyle?easily identifiable by his size despite the grime?was shoving his way around Jared and
heading toward? me
?You're letting it tell you its lies? Have you all gone crazy? Or did it lead the Seekers here? Are
youall parasites now??
Many heads fell forward, ashamedOnly a few kept their chins stiffly in the air, their shoulders
squared: Lily, Trudy, Heath, Wes? and frail Walter, of all people
?Easy, Kyle,? Walter said in his feeble voiceHe walked with deliberate steps toward me, his eyes, the same vibrant cobalt
as his brother's, glowing with coco chanel jewelry rageI couldn't keep my eyes on him, though?they kept returning
to Jared's dark shape, trying to read his camouflaged face
Melanie's love flowed through me like a lake bursting through a dam, distracting me even more
from the enraged barbarian closing the distance quickly
Ian slid into my view, moving to place himself in front of meI strained my neck to the side to
keep my view of Jared clear
?Things changed while you were gone, brother
Kyle halted, face slack with disbelief?Did the Seekers come, then, Ian??
?She's not a danger to us
Kyle ground his teeth together, and from the corner of my eye, I saw him reach for something in
his pocket
This captured my attention at lastI cringed, expecting a weaponThe words stumbled off my
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The grille opened and
Krupkin continued as he... |
29th August 2010, 03:06 |
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The grille opened and
Krupkin continued as he led the way down a wide corridor?We?ll use an in-house conference
room,? he said?You?ll be the only Americans who have ever seen it or will ever see it, as it?s one
of the few offices without listening devices
?You wouldn?t want to submit that statement to a polygraph, would you?? asked Conklin,
chuckling
?Like you, Aleksei, I learned long ago how to fool those idiot machines; but even if that were
not so, in this case I would willingly submit it, for it?s trueIn all honesty, it?s to protect ourselves
from ourselves
The conference room was the size of an average suburban dining room but with a long heavy
table and dark masculine furniture, the chairs thick, unwieldy and quite comfortableThe walls
were covered black chanel handbag with deep brown paneling, the inevitable portrait of Lenin centered ostentatiously
behind the head chair, beside which was a low table designed for the telephone console within easy
reach?I know you?re anxious,? said Krupkin, going to the console, ?so I?ll authorize an
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international line for you Lifting the phone, touching a button, and speaking rapidly in Russian,
Dimitri did so, then hung up and turned to the Americans?You?re assigned number twenty-six; it?s
the last button on the right, second row Conklin nodded and reached into his pocket, pulling out a scrap of paper and handing
it to the KGB officer?I need another favor, KruppieThat?s a telephone number here in ParisIt?s
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They were beyond props and into hardball
In New... |
28th August 2010, 03:04 |
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They were beyond props and into hardball
In New York City, on 138th Street between Broadway and Amsterdam Avenue, the hard core of
Harlem, a large disheveled black man in his mid-thirties staggered up the sidewalkHe bounced off
the chipped brick wall of a run-down apartment building and slumped down on the pavement, his
legs extended, his unshaven face angled into the right collar of his torn army-surplus shirt
?With the looks I?m getting,? he said quietly into the miniaturized microphone under the cloth,
?you?d think I?d invaded the high colonic white shopping district of Palm Springs
?You?re doing beautifully,? came the metallic voice over the tiny speaker sewn into the back of
the agent?s collar?We?ve got the place covered; we?ll give you plenty of noticeThat answering
machine?s so jammed it?s sending out whistling smoke
?How did you louis vuitton purses two lily boys get into that trap over there??
?Very early this morning, so early no one noticed what we looked like
?I can?t wait to watch you get out; it?s a needle condo if I ever saw oneSpeaking of which,
which we are in a way, are the cops on this beat alerted? I?d hate like hell to get hauled in after
growing this bristle on my faceIt itches like crazy and my new wife of three weeks doesn?t dig it
?You should have stayed with the first one, buddy
?Funny little white boyShe didn?t like the hours or the geographyLike in being away for
weeks at a time playing games in ZimbabweAnswer me, please??
?The blue coats have your description and the scenarioYou?re part of a federal bust, so they?ll
leave you aloneHold it! Conversation?s overThis has to be our man; he?s got a telephone
satchel strapped to his beltHe?s heading for the doorwayIt?s gucci watches for women all yours, Emperor Jones
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?Funny little white boyI?ve got him and I can tell you now he?s a soft chocolate mousse
He?s scared shitless to go into this palace
?Which means he?s legitimate,? said the metallic voice in the collar
?That?s bad, junior,? countered the black agent instantly
?If you?re right, he doesn?t know anything, and the layers between him and the source will be as
thick as Southern molasses
?Oh? Then how do you read it??
?On-scene techI have to see the numbers when he programs them into his troubleshooter
?What the hell does that mean??
?He may be legit, but he?s also been frightened and not by the premises
?What does that mean??
?It?s all over his face, manHe could enter in false numbers if he thinks he?s being followed or
watched
?You?ve lost me, buddy
?He has to duplicate the quilted chanel purse digits that correspond to the remote so the beeps can be relayed??
?Forget it,? said the voice from the back of the collar?That high-tech I?m notBesides, we got a
man down at that company, Reco-something-or-other, now
?Then I?ve got work to doOut, but keep me monitored The agent rose from the pavement and
unsteadily made his way into the dilapidated buildingThe telephone repairman had reached the
second floor, where he turned right in the narrow, filthy corridor; he had obviously been there
before, as there was no hesitation, no checking the barely legible numbers on the doorsThings
were going to be a little easier, considered the CIA man, grateful because his assignment was
beyond the purview of the AgencyPurview, -bleep-, it was illegal
The agent took the steps three at a time, his soft double-soled rubber shoes reducing the noise to
the replica miu miu inevitable creaks of an old staircaseHis back against the wall, he peered around the corner of
the trash-filled hallway and watched the repairman insert three separate keys into three vertical
locks, turning each in succession and entering the last door on the leftThings, reconsidered the
agent, might not be so easy after allThe instant the man closed the door, he ran silently down the
corridor and stood motionless, listeningNot wonderful, but not the worst, he thought as he heard
the sound of only one lock being latched; the repairman was in a hurryHe placed his ear against
the peeling paint of the door and held his breath, no echo from his lungs disturbing his hearing
Thirty seconds later he turned his head, exhaled, then took a deep breath and went back to the door
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?My wife says the acid will kill me one... |
27th August 2010, 02:31 |
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?My wife says the acid will kill me one day
?Other people say tobacco will Alex pointed at the sign on the opposite wallIt read: THANK YOU FOR NOT
SMOKING
?That I?ve got enough clout for,? announced Holland quietly as he snapped his lighter and lit a
cigarette
Nearly twenty minutes passedEvery now and then one or the other of them picked up a
magazine or a newspaper only to put it down moments later and look up at the inner doorFinally,
twenty-eight minutes after he had disappeared with Panov, the doctor named Walsh reappeared
?He tells me you know what he?s requesting and that you have no objections, Director Holland
?I?ve got plenty of objections, but it seems he?s overruled themOh, excuse me, Doctor, this
is Alex ConklinHe?s one of us and a close friend of prada bags online Panov
?How do you feel, MrConklin?? asked Walsh, nodding at Alex as he returned the greeting
?I hate what he?s doing?what he wants to do?but he says it makes senseIf it does, it?s right
for him and I understand why he insists on doing itIf it doesn?t make sense, I?ll pull him out of
there myself, one foot and allDoes it make sense, Doctor? And what?s the risk of damage??
?There?s always a risk where drugs are concerned, especially in terms of chemical balance, and
he knows thatIt?s why he?s designed an intravenous flow that prolongs his own psychological pain
but somewhat reduces the potential damage
?Somewhat?? cried Alex
?Bottom line, Doctor,? said Holland
?If things go wrong, two or three months of therapy, not permanent
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?And the sense?? insisted Conklin?Does it make sense??
?Yes,? replied Walsh?What happened to him is not only recent, it?s consumed himIt?s
obsessed his conscious, which can only mean that it?s inflamed his subconsciousHis
unreachable recall is on the cutting edgeI came in here as a courtesyHe?s insisted we proceed,
and from what he?s told me, I?d do the same thing
?What?s the security?? asked Alex
?The nurse will be dismissed and stay outside the doorThere?ll be only a single batteryoperated
tape recorder and me and one or both of you The doctor turned to the door, then
glanced back?I?ll send for you at the proper time,? he added, again disappearing inside
Conklin and Peter Holland looked at each otherThe second period of waiting began
To their astonishment, it prada fairy ended barely ten minutes laterA nurse came out into the lounge and
asked them to follow herThey walked through what appeared to be a maze of antiseptic white
walls broken up only by recessed white panels with glass knobs that denoted doorsOnly once on
their brief journey did they see another human being; it was a man in a white smock, wearing a
white surgical mask, who walked out of yet another white door, his sharp, intense eyes above the
white cloth somehow accusing, determining them to be aliens from some different world that had
not been cleared for Sterile House Five
The nurse opened a door; there was a blinking red light above its top frameShe put her index
finger to her lips, indicating silenceHolland and Conklin walked quietly inside a dark room omega watch replica and
confronted a drawn white curtain concealing a bed or an examining table beyond, a small circle of
intense light shining through the clothThey heard the softly spoken words of Dr
?You are going back, Doctor, not far back, just a day or so, just when you began to feel the dull,
constant pain in your arm Why are they inflicting pain on your arm? You were
in a farmhouse, a small farmhouse with fields outside your window, and then they put a blindfold
on you and began hurting your arm
Suddenly, there was a muted flashing of green light reflected on the ceilingThe curtain parted
electronically several feet, revealing the bed, the patient and the doctorWalsh took his finger off a
bedside button and looked at them, gesturing slowly with his hands as if to say, There?s no one quilted chanel purse else
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?Use the Awake,? a voice saidI didn't recognize... |
26th August 2010, 02:35 |
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?Use the Awake,? a voice saidI didn't recognize this one
Something brushed my face, light as the touch of fogIt was the smell of
grapefruit
I took a deeper breath, and my mind suddenly cleared
I could feel that I was lying down? but this felt wrong, tooThere wasn't? enough of me
My hands were warmer than the rest of me, and that was because they were being heldHeld in
big hands, hands that swallowed them right up
It smelled odd?stuffy and a little moldyI remembered the smell? but surely I'd never smelled
it omega geneve before in my life
I saw nothing but dull red?the insides of my eyelidsI wanted to open them, so I went
searching for the right muscles to do that
?Wanderer? We're all waiting for you, honey
This voice, this warm breath against my ear, was even more familiarA strange feeling tickled
through my veins at the soundA feeling I'd never, ever felt beforeThe sound made my breath
catch and my fingers tremble
I wanted to see the face that went with that voice
A color washed through my mind?a color that called to me from a gucci silver bag faraway life?a brilliant,
glowing blueThe whole universe was bright blue
And finally I knew my nameI
remembered that now
A light touch on my face?a warm pressure on my lips, on my eyelidsAh, that's where they
wereI could make them blink now that I'd found them
?She's waking up!? someone crowed excitedlyMy heart gave another fluttery little thump
It took a moment for my eyes to focusThe blue that stabbed my eyes was all wrong?too pale,
too washed outIt wasn't the blue I wanted
A hand touched my louis vuitton jewelry face?Wanderer??
I looked to the soundThe movement of my head on my neck felt so oddIt didn't feel like it
used to, but at the same time it felt the way it had always felt
My searching eyes found the blue I'd been looking forSapphire, snow, and midnight
?Ian? Ian, where am I?? The sound of the voice coming out of my throat frightened meSo high
and trillingFamiliar, but not mine?Whoam I??
?You're you,? Ian told me?And you're right where you belong
I pulled one of my hands free from the giant's hand that held itI meant to touch white ceramic chanel watch my face, but
someone's hand reached toward me, and I froze
The reaching hand also froze above me
I tried to move my hand again, to protect myself, but that moved the hand above meI started
shaking, and the hand trembled
I opened and closed the hand, looking at it carefully
Was thismy hand, this tiny thing? It was a child's hand, except for the long pink-and-white
nails, filed into perfect, smooth curvesThe skin was fair, with a strange silvery cast to it and,
entirely incongruous, a scattering of golden replica fendi spy freckles |
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