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One, more, step…she urged herself up, she had been willing herself to climb long after her legs felt as though they were no longer attached to her body, her thighs working independently from her hips, even though their weight still tugged at her torso, willing the rest of her body into submission, forcing her lungs to swallow more air. Air that burned against her chest, fighting the stubbornly inadequate capacity of ribs, her breasts, her pounding heart.
By Ginger URL on 08.08.2016
The cliffside was steep, towering and fearsome. She looked over the side with trepidation, heart thudding deeply in her chest. How far down? How long would the fall be. She hesitated for a moment as she gazed down, and then as she pulled back she could see the true sunrise full of vibrant colors cutting through the clouds. Maybe the fall would not be so lonely.
By Aubrey URL on 08.08.2016
the mountain was steep. Too steep. I looked back to my fellow climbers and I felt this creeping feeling of dread filling my stomach. What had I gotten mysel
By Lian on 08.08.2016
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.