Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Where's The Ladder?

What is the void like?

I always think of it as being rather like a dry well.  Circular, damp, made of stones.  A scent of clay and earth, clean and aromatic.  Quiet. Solitary.  Not terribly large, but not claustrophobically small, either.  It's a familiar space; it is not frightening.  There's nothing lurking in it of which we're not already aware.

It's not a bad place.  We cannot stay here, though; people need us elsewhere, and Things must be done.

It's very dark in the void.

I know the ladder's here someplace. All I need to do is find it. The hardest part is getting to my feet, brushing myself off, and beginning the search.


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