| I crawled backward a few feet toward the door,... 593 |
[Feb. 3rd, 2010|03:16 am] |
I crawled backward a few feet toward the door, ready to make a grab for Ian if he
started slipping
Ian hauled his inert brother around one side of the pillar, dragging him in jerks, a foot at a time
More of the floor crumbled, but the foundation of the pillar remained intactA new shelf formed
about two feet out from the column of rock
Ian crawled backward the way I had, dragging his brother along in short surges of muscle and
willWithin a minute, we were all three in the mouth of the corridor, Ian and I breathing |
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