Lovetruckerthe Skin of Time
August 16th 2008 04:20
Knowing only the moment had previously protected her from the shredding talons of memories but here the instant was sinuous and threads of her past began to knot together. She no longer just waited for something to happen, for it had already occurred, albeit in that buckling skin of time that she was shucking off.
At the appointed time and place a truck grew loudly from the distance. She knew that she was the character in a story who hitched a ride with the dispirited truck driver to the black coast and its nightmarish consequences. She also knew that she was no longer living that lie.
As the truck rumbled past, a fragment of her future stared grimly at her. Everything happened at once.
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