(I'm here, I'm here...I take Sundays off, hee hee...)
So before she could change her mind, Dolly threw her handful of sand at the wall in front of her and watched as the grains separated and took their place against the stone in awesome slow-motion.
"My God," she had time to whisper in complete wonder as the air around her grew dense and Ranwell whispered over one of her shoulder.
"I told you," he said, and she could hear the smile on his lips, althought she wans't even turned in his direction.
The grains of sand, moving in slow motion, collided with one another and sparked, drifted, each one with a driven purpose and finding its way to the rock. "Bill!" she shouted. "Bill look at this!"
But Bill was busy. In the corner of her eyes, she could see that Bill had shrunken down onto his knees and was weeping in joy and laughter while watching, watching.
The wall in front of Dolly exploded into light so bright that she instinctively shielded her eyes from the radiant blast. The warmth spilled outward, over her, around her, through her, and she heard herself gasp as if she'd just been thrown into a refreshing mountain lake.
"I love this part," she heard Ranwell say to himself as he stepped away to watch.
The entire wall in front of her went white. All white, she thought, that she had seen from the time that she was born until just now, was flawed somehow. All white had blemishes. All white that her eyes had ever seen until just now wasn't the real white, the white that she was seeing in front of her. This was the only white. All other colors that claimed to be white in her life were only imitations. They were all bad copies of this light, she thought.
"I'm scared," she realized she was whispering over and over again, with heavy tears falling freely now. "I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared..."
"Good," Ranwell said behind her. "I'd be worried if you weren't."
The light intensified and surrounded her until she was sure that she was no longer standing in front of it...but in it. At the center of it.
Dolly's heart stopped beating in her chest as a calm fell over her. Immediately, her muscles - every last one of them - unclenched and relaxed by no conscious thought of her own.
"I'm scared," was now replaced with "I remember, I remember, I remember!" as Dolly looked on in complete, utter wonder...
(Whoo-hoo!
Your turn!
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