Fault. Whose was it? Lying on the ground like that. Cracks spreading out, damaging everything it touched. No one wanted it. It had to be dumped somewhere, though.

Suddenly, it seemed like the world shifted. The fault shifted, heading towards me. It opened up, and swallowed me whole. I fell into the abyss. Doubt and shame fell on me. I could have avoided it. Easily, too.

I fell and fell. The further I got, the more afraid I grew. The light above me shrank. I thought I could see people above, shaking their heads at me.

I spent so much time down there, wallowing in my own filth. I should have wanted out of this life, deep down in the dark recesses, but I just couldn't muster up the strength.

Then you came down, a shaft of light from the tall ceiling. You descended like an angel, dressed in white. There was an almighty crash as you landed. I sprung forward and grabbed your hand, and I was lifted out of the gloom.

Thank you, my dear.

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James Vernon about 11 years ago

Sustaining a double meaning all the way through a story is hard, guys.

TimSevenhuysen about 11 years ago

Definitely. I think I ended up taking kind of a similar tack, but a little more lightheartedly.

You did a good job with it.

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"Hummingbird" James Vernon is a 16 year old A-Level student in England. He likes video games, tabletop games and making fun of things. In this way, he is much like the majority of the internet.

Unfortunately, like the majority of the internet, he isn't good at any of these either. However, he considers himself pretty good at writing.

And also at consistently using the third person. And also at thinking up terrible nicknames for himself.
And also at using the sentence beginning "And also."

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