Afterworlds
“carrying us with the simple mindless power of fast-moving water.It had been roaring past me since the moment I’d sunk beneath my bedroom floor. That constant wind really was a current, and once I let myself go it took me, suddenly and completely, as if someone had given me a giant kite to hold. Only Yamaraj’s hands gripping mine made me feel as though we would ever stop moving again.The river was full of cold, wet things like the one that had brushed against me. They always came from behind, soft and whispering, never quite forming words against my ear or the back of my neck. Yamaraj said they were harmless, unless you turned to look at them. So I learned to shudder and ignore. The trip felt endless, dizzying and wild, and it was all I could do to keep the image of my mother’s old house in mind. But once we eddied to a halt, it seemed as if hardly any time at all had passed.We came to rest on another dark expanse, just like one we’d left behind.I looked up into the empty black sky.
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