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mark12_30 · 10-14-2004, 06:55 PM

Dead faces leered at her, rotting hands reached for her. Tentacles brushed her. Foul breath wafted against her face. Her stomach turned.

It was hard to breathe. So often it was hard to breathe... she gasped, coughing, fighting for air. Something struck her. She turned her face, gasping; still there was no air. Dead faces under the water wafted rotting, trailing flesh, and it stank; she gagged again and again.

Enough. Enough! She fought harder, scratching, kicking. The air still eluded her. Fog surrounded her; walls hemmed her in; a dungeon door closed, and she was underground, underwater, under the sucking mud. There was no air.

There was no air.

Her surroundings faded slowly 'til she knew no more.

10-14-2004, 06:55 PM	#11
mark12_30 Stormdancer of Doom Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars Posts: 4,349	Mellonin Dead faces leered at her, rotting hands reached for her. Tentacles brushed her. Foul breath wafted against her face. Her stomach turned. It was hard to breathe. So often it was hard to breathe... she gasped, coughing, fighting for air. Something struck her. She turned her face, gasping; still there was no air. Dead faces under the water wafted rotting, trailing flesh, and it stank; she gagged again and again. Enough. Enough! She fought harder, scratching, kicking. The air still eluded her. Fog surrounded her; walls hemmed her in; a dungeon door closed, and she was underground, underwater, under the sucking mud. There was no air. There was no air. Her surroundings faded slowly 'til she knew no more.