Snippet #1826016

The light of the day was suddenly broken by a deep, warm voice. Kore flinched and turned, drawing her arms into herself and moving away from the bench as a young man sat down next to her. Her eyes went down his body and then back up, taking in muscular lines, a mild tan, warm black hair and deep brown eyes. A feeling of heat touched Kore, and she wondered what it was. The feeling seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite pin it down, couldn't comprehend it. She did know, though, that the feeling was good.

His question slowly penetrated her mind.

"I -" She said, her voice wavering and breaking. Kore shook her head and tried again, "I...I don't know." It was an intriguing phrase but a true one. Nothing was working at the moment. Nothing at all. Everything was dark, and when she tried to pull into memories that she felt that she should have, they just slipped away - slipped far away. She shivered, despite the warmth of the day and murmured, softly, quietly, "I don't know what's going on. I don't know what this is - I don't -"

She broke off and shook her head, falling silent. There was really nothing to say. Nothing at all. Nothing there.

Kore bowed her head, looking at the ground, at the dirt. It was dry, brown, healthy enough, but a bit eaten away by being so often used and because of being in the sunlight for so long. She had a flash in the back of her mind - black dirt, fresh, mildly moist, and seeds, small, white, sprouting into gigantic shoots - beautiful things, truly beautiful, all happening in less than a moment.

Strange, she thought. Because the trees around here haven't really grown that much at all, from what I've seen.

An ache in the back of her head - Kore dropped in head into her lap, cradling it in her arms.

"I don't know," She whispered.