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 Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 7:32 pm
'The ocean . . .' Adam mulled over it for a moment, not particularly liking it himself. Granted, his reason was because the salt water burned his nose and eyes, and if he got tugged out by the waves it'd be one heck of a job to get him back on land without drowning. But it did call to mind a little area they had run across, and he perked.
'Remember?' Adam prompted, showing her the image: more inland, near where the sand and dirt began to mix, someone had decided to lay out uneven, large, brightly speckled stones in a U shape, the faint prints of paws almost gone by the time they had arrive. 'Where the sand smiles!' Granted, that wasn't really a fixed place necessarily. All someone would have to do is move the rocks and he'd probably not be able to locate it again . . .
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 7:41 pm
Venda wanted to tell him the location wouldn't do but instead she gave a little sigh and nodded. Now that the countdown had started...or at least now that she was aware of it every second was precious. The fact that she had not seen herself in any of these visions was somewhat worrying yet if her fate was to perish she could hardly stop it. She was too tired to even contemplate changing fate, besides the hand she'd been dealt was stressful enough that perhaps the end would be a relief.
"Verywell, where the sand smiles..."
She wished she could smile, could laugh and find hope as easily as Adam did. Perhaps that explained her fear of losing him, he was the last bright spot in the total darkness of her world.
"Adam, whatever is coming I want you to know how much your company has meant to me."
She realized even as the words left that they were all wrong, they didn't fully impart her feelings. Worse, it sounded like a goodbye and she'd just promised that there would be none of that. She gave a little huff and stood shaking off as if the words could be easily dismissed by that.
"Come on lets get some real sleep..."
She moved clumsily her paws sweeping to help her feel her way as her nose twitched to find the spot they had curled up.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 8:10 pm
The happy memory seemed fleeting next to her words. Adam frowned slightly at her, idly wondering if maybe he should have probed about what she had seen after all. There was normal Venda (who, though patient, was usuall glum), and then there was . . . whatever this was. It was weird and he couldn't put words to it, but it made his anxieties want to come back. 'Because I'm super cool, right?' he chirped, his tail wagging a little. 'Nothing compared to running around with a superhero like you, though. It's been super great, and it's only gonna get better I bet!'
It had been one of his first impressions of her, once they had properly exchanged appearances through their connection. Maybe not like the heroes that normally populated stories that went around righting wrongs, but still something of their line. Adam had called her this at first purely because of the cape, as a lighthearted joke. Now, knowing Venda a little better, he couldn't help but wonder if she might have actually been like that without her painful visions or whatever had happened to her eyes. Maybe sticking by her was helping?
He had to now. Not simply because it was just their life up until now, not even just because they had a nasty vision about a bleak future, but because he wanted to. And hearing her make things sound as though they'd be parting tomorrow would only strengthen that resolve.
'You can go on ahead,' Adam told her. 'I'll be there in a bit. I . . . think I need to pray for a while.'
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 8:26 pm
Venda paused for a moment as she heard Adam and gave a little nod somewhat amused by his description. She only wore the tattered cape because it reminded her of the two-leggers who had covered her eyeless sockets and whispered to her as they let her soak in the heat of their fire. She'd heard growls and snarls from outside the stone den but nothing had harmed her in that safe haven until the day she was kicked out.
She remembered the daily murmurings, prayers of the two-leggers and she nodded again lightly curling up to let Adam pray. It was strange to her, but she could tell it brought him some sense of peace and his God had been an interesting subject of conversation on more than one occasion.
"Goodnight Adam"
If I should die before I wake...
She trailed off not wanting to infringe and slowly sleep came for her again. The nightmares were there for her making her twitch but these were not the intense visions of before only the steady prodding reminder that every second she slept was a second closer to disaster. The signs were all there for her and yet what could she do but hold fear at bay and trust that in the end they would endure.
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