Nancy Governor
Joined March 2021
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The End of Roca, Chapter 1
I was sliding faster and faster down the steep mossy, dense green hillside, soil and rocks spewing everywhere. My fingers grasped wildly for anything, clumps of anything, but everything was too soft or hard for me to hold; it all slid past me. Dirt choked my mouth, sharp edges stung my skin, the earth was devouring me; it scraped and tore my shoulders, my ribs, my belly. The angry, frantic noise of my descent screamed in my ears and I tried to breathe, to think, to open my eyes and see, but everything was too fast, a blur, so I squeezed my eyes shut and my fear faded into one clear thought:
By Nancy Governor3 years ago in Humans