Esthalia
Unto my alter, offer me this bleeding heart....
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
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- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, Mutant, Post Apoc
Two bats dipped and dodged around their heads while Becca led her boyfriend Scott to the statue on the far end of the town park. When they got there scott set her down on the concrete base. The surface was cold on her feet, sending chills up her body. Becca set her handbag on the base of the statue and rubbed her arms. Her teeth clattered and she hugged the stuffed cat Scott had recently won for her at the town fair tightly to her chest until her body got used to it. The air was perfect for a summer night, but the bugs would soon be eating them alive. The sun seemed to touch the earth, the sky a mix of deep blue, pink and orange. The clouds had turned a deep pink color and were floating over them like giant balloons. When they reached the field the clouds had disappeared into the sky.</SPAN></SPAN>
Scott kept his distance from her, his hands jammed in his pockets, his face was flushed, but Becca couldn’t tell from her place on the other side of the statue.</SPAN></SPAN>
“I really like you….”</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca’s face flushed with his admission of attraction and she lost her balance, weaving back and forth. Becca landed on her hands and knees on the loamy soil the earth felt fragile under my hands. Her sundress was splashed with mud and the dirt began to disappear, as if being sucked down into the earth. Before she knew it she was sinking down into the ground, her hands sliding beneath the surface. The stuffed cat was already half under when she franticly looked at Scott, who had not heard her fall and was still rambling on.</SPAN></SPAN>
"SCOTT!" Tears were streaming down Becca’s face and she couldn’t move her limbs. Scott’s body swung around, seeing only Becca’s head above the surface.</SPAN></SPAN>
"BECCA!" His voice was blunt and frightened and then; she was gone. </SPAN></SPAN>
Becca was holding her breath, expecting death to grab hold of her with cold slender fingers. she landed against something hard and winced in pain, not daring to open her eyes; Afraid that some sort of hellish monster was going to be there when she opened them. She could still hear Scott screaming for her. </SPAN></SPAN>
"Becca!!" he called, his voice was cracking with fear and she could hear his fists beating on the ground. Becca felt around, her back was against something cold and wet, the texture still felt of soil. Little rocks and sticks were up against what felt like a wall. She wiped her face clean of the mud that she had just fallen through and opened her eyes cautiously.</SPAN></SPAN>
Had I really just been sucked underground?</SPAN> </SPAN>
"What the hell?!" It was deep and ominously dark. The void seemed to stretch forever shaded with mystery. The fall wasn’t extreme, but it wasn’t within her reach. Sticks and little rocks were all pressed into all surfaces. The walls, ceiling and most of the floor were completely covered.</SPAN></SPAN>
‘Where am I?’</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca’s body shivered with the thought. There was no way this was a natural phenomenon. Panic quickly set in and the hairs on her arms stood on end. She was on my feet in seconds. Sharp stabbing pains shot up her back but she started to walk around in little circles, attempting to get as much of the caked dirt off of her dress and body. Becca couldn’t forget about Scott frantically screaming up on the surface.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Scott!?" Becca used her hands to carry her voice upward. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping he would hear.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Rhea, Are you alright?” He voice was muffled through the thick layer of earth that separated them.</SPAN></SPAN>
"I'm alright, I'm underground..."Becca couldn’t wrap her head around the situation. She felt a panic attack setting in. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, washing away some dirt.</SPAN></SPAN>
“What do you see?" Becca could hear him lower himself closer to the ground. There was no doubt that he had his head pressed against the dirt trying to hear her better.</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca looked all around, taking in whatever she could. The cavern was dark, but tiny holes in the surface let through just enough light. She followed the walls down into what looked to be a cramped hallway. Whatever lived here wasn't here now. Becca swallowed hard and called up to Scott, her voice stinging her throat.</SPAN></SPAN>
“Go get help!"</SPAN></SPAN>
He jumped to his feet; Some of the dirt fell into Becca’s hair and startled her. </SPAN></SPAN>
“Stay right where you are!” He called as he began running; soon enough all she was left with was the silence of the cavern and her own breaths.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Where the hell would I go?!” Becca flailed her arms helplessly.</SPAN></SPAN>
The light from the surface was fading but it struck something reflective in the distance. Becca walked toward the light, stumbling over a few rocks. She tripped, yelping as she fell. When she finally landed face-first into the soft mud at the bottom, she wiped off her face and looked back up towards where she had fallen. her ankle hurt really badly. She could feel her blood trickling to the ground below herself, coming from a long thin cut on her leg. She tried her hardest to keep the mud out of it, wiping it over and over again.</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca pushed herself up, trying to stand. Her knees gave out and she fell forward hitting her head on a jutted wall.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Damn, it’s too dark in here..." she was starting to get frustrated. Becca had to get a good look around. Nothing in her life topped this moment. She was almost wiggling with joy as she scanned around the rest of the long, narrow room. After a while she began to feel strange. Shivers found their way up and down her body. No one was here with her, but it felt like she was being watched. Becca’s feet got stuck in some areas of the floor and it took some wriggling to get them out. She was almost positive she had mud covering her entire body. </SPAN></SPAN>
I probably look like I belong here…</SPAN></SPAN>
The sun was almost completely set, but despite the encroaching darkness; she saw the shimmering again. Becca let her eyes focus on it, walking carefully over to the other side. She bravely ran her hands over the walls, dipping her fingers into cubbyholes set in the moist dirt. The object was circular, cool to the touch and smooth, like a bowling ball, or a watermelon.</SPAN></SPAN>
Her hands shook as a gentle pulse began to press out of the orb onto her palms. Becca pulled her hands back, letting it fall to the ground. I could feel it in my mind now, a heartbeat slow and consistent. It was almost like music beating along with the sound of her own heart. </SPAN></SPAN>
Becca crouched down and picked up the orb, her fingers still shaking. She rubbed the pads of her fingers over the surface as she limped slowly back to the entrance.</SPAN></SPAN>
Scott kept his distance from her, his hands jammed in his pockets, his face was flushed, but Becca couldn’t tell from her place on the other side of the statue.</SPAN></SPAN>
“I really like you….”</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca’s face flushed with his admission of attraction and she lost her balance, weaving back and forth. Becca landed on her hands and knees on the loamy soil the earth felt fragile under my hands. Her sundress was splashed with mud and the dirt began to disappear, as if being sucked down into the earth. Before she knew it she was sinking down into the ground, her hands sliding beneath the surface. The stuffed cat was already half under when she franticly looked at Scott, who had not heard her fall and was still rambling on.</SPAN></SPAN>
"SCOTT!" Tears were streaming down Becca’s face and she couldn’t move her limbs. Scott’s body swung around, seeing only Becca’s head above the surface.</SPAN></SPAN>
"BECCA!" His voice was blunt and frightened and then; she was gone. </SPAN></SPAN>
Becca was holding her breath, expecting death to grab hold of her with cold slender fingers. she landed against something hard and winced in pain, not daring to open her eyes; Afraid that some sort of hellish monster was going to be there when she opened them. She could still hear Scott screaming for her. </SPAN></SPAN>
"Becca!!" he called, his voice was cracking with fear and she could hear his fists beating on the ground. Becca felt around, her back was against something cold and wet, the texture still felt of soil. Little rocks and sticks were up against what felt like a wall. She wiped her face clean of the mud that she had just fallen through and opened her eyes cautiously.</SPAN></SPAN>
Had I really just been sucked underground?</SPAN> </SPAN>
"What the hell?!" It was deep and ominously dark. The void seemed to stretch forever shaded with mystery. The fall wasn’t extreme, but it wasn’t within her reach. Sticks and little rocks were all pressed into all surfaces. The walls, ceiling and most of the floor were completely covered.</SPAN></SPAN>
‘Where am I?’</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca’s body shivered with the thought. There was no way this was a natural phenomenon. Panic quickly set in and the hairs on her arms stood on end. She was on my feet in seconds. Sharp stabbing pains shot up her back but she started to walk around in little circles, attempting to get as much of the caked dirt off of her dress and body. Becca couldn’t forget about Scott frantically screaming up on the surface.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Scott!?" Becca used her hands to carry her voice upward. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping he would hear.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Rhea, Are you alright?” He voice was muffled through the thick layer of earth that separated them.</SPAN></SPAN>
"I'm alright, I'm underground..."Becca couldn’t wrap her head around the situation. She felt a panic attack setting in. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, washing away some dirt.</SPAN></SPAN>
“What do you see?" Becca could hear him lower himself closer to the ground. There was no doubt that he had his head pressed against the dirt trying to hear her better.</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca looked all around, taking in whatever she could. The cavern was dark, but tiny holes in the surface let through just enough light. She followed the walls down into what looked to be a cramped hallway. Whatever lived here wasn't here now. Becca swallowed hard and called up to Scott, her voice stinging her throat.</SPAN></SPAN>
“Go get help!"</SPAN></SPAN>
He jumped to his feet; Some of the dirt fell into Becca’s hair and startled her. </SPAN></SPAN>
“Stay right where you are!” He called as he began running; soon enough all she was left with was the silence of the cavern and her own breaths.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Where the hell would I go?!” Becca flailed her arms helplessly.</SPAN></SPAN>
The light from the surface was fading but it struck something reflective in the distance. Becca walked toward the light, stumbling over a few rocks. She tripped, yelping as she fell. When she finally landed face-first into the soft mud at the bottom, she wiped off her face and looked back up towards where she had fallen. her ankle hurt really badly. She could feel her blood trickling to the ground below herself, coming from a long thin cut on her leg. She tried her hardest to keep the mud out of it, wiping it over and over again.</SPAN></SPAN>
Becca pushed herself up, trying to stand. Her knees gave out and she fell forward hitting her head on a jutted wall.</SPAN></SPAN>
"Damn, it’s too dark in here..." she was starting to get frustrated. Becca had to get a good look around. Nothing in her life topped this moment. She was almost wiggling with joy as she scanned around the rest of the long, narrow room. After a while she began to feel strange. Shivers found their way up and down her body. No one was here with her, but it felt like she was being watched. Becca’s feet got stuck in some areas of the floor and it took some wriggling to get them out. She was almost positive she had mud covering her entire body. </SPAN></SPAN>
I probably look like I belong here…</SPAN></SPAN>
The sun was almost completely set, but despite the encroaching darkness; she saw the shimmering again. Becca let her eyes focus on it, walking carefully over to the other side. She bravely ran her hands over the walls, dipping her fingers into cubbyholes set in the moist dirt. The object was circular, cool to the touch and smooth, like a bowling ball, or a watermelon.</SPAN></SPAN>
Her hands shook as a gentle pulse began to press out of the orb onto her palms. Becca pulled her hands back, letting it fall to the ground. I could feel it in my mind now, a heartbeat slow and consistent. It was almost like music beating along with the sound of her own heart. </SPAN></SPAN>
Becca crouched down and picked up the orb, her fingers still shaking. She rubbed the pads of her fingers over the surface as she limped slowly back to the entrance.</SPAN></SPAN>