very few leaves waving, or winking down at them against the sun. Already he felt very sticky. His hands felt dirty and moist – the combination of which made his OCD squirm.
Gabe wondered if he had been on this side of the cliff. If his memory served him correctly, every other time they’d been dragged to the other side involuntarily. Perhaps that side was closer to settlements, or easier to walk through, and for some odd reason this couple braved the other side.
The cliff was an imposing feature, shooting almost fifty feet high at it’s peak and on either side it was such a sheer drop off, it was like someone was slicing a cake with a dull knife. On this side of it, it looked like someone ripped the slice away before the knife reached the bottom because it had slightly more of a rocky angle.
The mouth of the cave was slightly above sea level and took in a lot of the tide most days. It was directly facing the wide open waters and was just west of the rising sun. Beach came up almost equally in line on the right, and the left - the side they just trudged to, was back a few feet making a little bit of a cove that caught a lot of plant life and floaters before it opened up in a straight line to the east. May and Dane didn’t even quite look at Jonathan and Gabe once they were on land again. That was awkward in this initiation of acquaintances; maybe the most awkward so far. But to give his memories the benefit of the doubt Gabe decided not to label this moment just yet.
Dane and May seemed to know where they were going and began walking. They were much quieter now, though, than they were in the cave.
It was doubtful that they would ever be totally comfortable around he and Jonathan. They did pose a threat, so the resistance was understandable. Equally as important, is that Gabe would never be comfortable around them. And Jonathan; he was never comfortable. As long as they knew each other they would be breaking down barriers. Speaking of Jonathan…
G abe looked over at his stooge to see that he hadn’t moved.
Jonathan was lost up and down in this world, looking around at the jungle, looking stressed; not noticing their friends had moved on. Gabe did the same trying to discover what it was that Jonathan was discovering.
Oh… it was dying… that was new …
While that bode ill, and must be thought about, they were currently getting left behind. Both scientists determined that Gabe would have to force the progress of this new relationship. So, Gabe decided to follow them, having to rush a little through the terrain. Now that Gabe noticed it, he was amazed it took him as long as it did. This “jungle” looked thinner than ever. They followed along the edge of the cliff which was gradually sloping into a less imposing feature. May and Dane walked very naturally through the foliage, and over the protruding roots, while Gabe was tripping repeatedly. Jonathan was approaching from behind like a lumbering and exhausted bear, crashing through the terrain with no finesse at all.
Gabe stepped over a decaying vine that was the same circumference as his thigh, then looked to his right again, surprised how far he could see through the jungle. He wasn’t sure if it was more or less frightening than way. To see the bony tree structures bent this way and that; contorted and bare and burning with the heat of the sun was more of a nightmare than the dark – but the lack of sounds was easier on his paranoia.
He touched the rock absent mindedly as he steadied himself against uneven rockiness which he was too caught up in the nakedness of the jungle to even glance down at.
Balancing with equal footing on fallen leaves and weak vines made him finally turn to look at his feet, which were sinking so deep into the dead foliage, they were finding mud.
Now and again, the pair spoke to each other about their direction, and a few other things; dropping names of people Gabe had yet to meet and wondered if he ever would. As they all moved
Gabe wondered if he had been on this side of the cliff. If his memory served him correctly, every other time they’d been dragged to the other side involuntarily. Perhaps that side was closer to settlements, or easier to walk through, and for some odd reason this couple braved the other side.
The cliff was an imposing feature, shooting almost fifty feet high at it’s peak and on either side it was such a sheer drop off, it was like someone was slicing a cake with a dull knife. On this side of it, it looked like someone ripped the slice away before the knife reached the bottom because it had slightly more of a rocky angle.
The mouth of the cave was slightly above sea level and took in a lot of the tide most days. It was directly facing the wide open waters and was just west of the rising sun. Beach came up almost equally in line on the right, and the left - the side they just trudged to, was back a few feet making a little bit of a cove that caught a lot of plant life and floaters before it opened up in a straight line to the east. May and Dane didn’t even quite look at Jonathan and Gabe once they were on land again. That was awkward in this initiation of acquaintances; maybe the most awkward so far. But to give his memories the benefit of the doubt Gabe decided not to label this moment just yet.
Dane and May seemed to know where they were going and began walking. They were much quieter now, though, than they were in the cave.
It was doubtful that they would ever be totally comfortable around he and Jonathan. They did pose a threat, so the resistance was understandable. Equally as important, is that Gabe would never be comfortable around them. And Jonathan; he was never comfortable. As long as they knew each other they would be breaking down barriers. Speaking of Jonathan…
G abe looked over at his stooge to see that he hadn’t moved.
Jonathan was lost up and down in this world, looking around at the jungle, looking stressed; not noticing their friends had moved on. Gabe did the same trying to discover what it was that Jonathan was discovering.
Oh… it was dying… that was new …
While that bode ill, and must be thought about, they were currently getting left behind. Both scientists determined that Gabe would have to force the progress of this new relationship. So, Gabe decided to follow them, having to rush a little through the terrain. Now that Gabe noticed it, he was amazed it took him as long as it did. This “jungle” looked thinner than ever. They followed along the edge of the cliff which was gradually sloping into a less imposing feature. May and Dane walked very naturally through the foliage, and over the protruding roots, while Gabe was tripping repeatedly. Jonathan was approaching from behind like a lumbering and exhausted bear, crashing through the terrain with no finesse at all.
Gabe stepped over a decaying vine that was the same circumference as his thigh, then looked to his right again, surprised how far he could see through the jungle. He wasn’t sure if it was more or less frightening than way. To see the bony tree structures bent this way and that; contorted and bare and burning with the heat of the sun was more of a nightmare than the dark – but the lack of sounds was easier on his paranoia.
He touched the rock absent mindedly as he steadied himself against uneven rockiness which he was too caught up in the nakedness of the jungle to even glance down at.
Balancing with equal footing on fallen leaves and weak vines made him finally turn to look at his feet, which were sinking so deep into the dead foliage, they were finding mud.
Now and again, the pair spoke to each other about their direction, and a few other things; dropping names of people Gabe had yet to meet and wondered if he ever would. As they all moved
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