An add-on.
One inappropriate to the update, so I'm posting it separately.
He stood at the edge of the field, pan in his hand. Dinner was over, so the grease needed to be poured out. What was once a searing hot liquid now stood cold and congealing on the ground near his feet.
The light from the carport nearly reached him as he stared into the darkness that surrounded him. He could see the light edging towards the field, reaching out to him whenever he cared to look over his shoulder. Home was that way.
He took a deep breath and sighed. Standing there, the chill of the night lightly played a finger on his back. It made him shiver. The young man shut his eyes and slowly began to shut the rest of himself. His ears, his nose, no sound, no smells--even his touch numbed as the night met the temperature of the ice ball in stomach. Soul, he called it.
Then the darkness touched his foot and began to crawl up his leg and reached his chest. It lighted on his arms and the top of his head, spreading down into his ears, into his nose and mouth. It reached inside him and made him nothing until the night chill ran another finger down his back. He shivered again and opened his eyes. Then, turning towards the light, he regained his grip on the pan and left the cold grease on the field in the dark, and headed towards his home near the light.
He stood at the edge of the field, pan in his hand. Dinner was over, so the grease needed to be poured out. What was once a searing hot liquid now stood cold and congealing on the ground near his feet.
The light from the carport nearly reached him as he stared into the darkness that surrounded him. He could see the light edging towards the field, reaching out to him whenever he cared to look over his shoulder. Home was that way.
He took a deep breath and sighed. Standing there, the chill of the night lightly played a finger on his back. It made him shiver. The young man shut his eyes and slowly began to shut the rest of himself. His ears, his nose, no sound, no smells--even his touch numbed as the night met the temperature of the ice ball in stomach. Soul, he called it.
Then the darkness touched his foot and began to crawl up his leg and reached his chest. It lighted on his arms and the top of his head, spreading down into his ears, into his nose and mouth. It reached inside him and made him nothing until the night chill ran another finger down his back. He shivered again and opened his eyes. Then, turning towards the light, he regained his grip on the pan and left the cold grease on the field in the dark, and headed towards his home near the light.
posted by Justin | 4:40 PM
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