Comments on 'The Primal Beyond. Pt1'I wasn't alone.
There was someone there. Voices. Images. Not faces.
"How is he?" my brother Chris' voice.
"Oh, he's the same," my Mom's! the two of them ghosts in my minds-eye; phantoms obscured by a memory fading.
"He's too thin," said Chris.
"He can hear you, Chris! Behave!"
"no he can't!"
_Yes I can!_
How had i gotten here?
MOM! I shouted. She never listened.
"Did you bring my Cosmo?" she asked.
_I'm powerless!_ I screamed.
"Yes. How do you read this shit?"
"Watch your mouth!"
"I'm 18, Mom!"
_18?!? How? Last I'd seen Chris he was a hip-check away from a black-eye!_
"Talk to your brother. He's likes that!"
"I feel like a doof,"
"He'd do it for you!"
_I would?_
I could sense a resignation as something touches my hand. I try to pull away, but i can not; and fear strikes at the very heart of me,
I feel breath at my ear, "Hey. It's me Chris."
There was a darkness in that whisper. "Are you in there, somewhere?!"
_MOM!_, she never listened.
My fear; primal.
"I'm here," Chris said.2008-08-12T15:07:23Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/37475Comment on The Primal Beyond. Pt1<p>Ooh, sounds terrible, whatever it turns out to be. Fantastic job with descriptions and intrigue. Is he the victim of some horrible accident?</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/37475?basename=865192008-08-12T15:07:23ZStovohobohttp://ficlets.com/authors/stovohoboComment on The Primal Beyond. Pt1<p>such desperation, the horrors! I hope he wakes!</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/37475?basename=803852008-07-16T01:43:40ZMistress Elsha Hawkhttp://ficlets.com/authors/mistress_elsha_hawk