***Minor Spoilers***
The sun was
relentless, and the dust kept kicking up, probably because I kept shuffling my
feet. All the hope that had arisen when I saw that young tree had faded. Well,
most of it. Pierre and I had been travelling for 2 days now, and had found no
sign of an underground bunker. Every night we looked around our campsite.
Nothing. Time was running out. For Adrien, for Pierre's friend. The hard truth
was that Noelle was probably dead, and Adrien was not far behind. If we didn't
find the recipe for, and make that cure within a day or two, Adrien would be
lost. I didn't dare think on it too long. One worry led to another, until it
came back around to my family. Were my aunt and uncle alright? All of the
younger cousins? I wondered if Jerome was having any luck with the government. Stubborn though they may be,
we had a good argument, and once I got back, if I got back, I could tell them
that the land really was fertile. Of course, I couldn't reveal Keenan's people.
"Rose."
Pierre said
"No, we
can't stop now." I grumbled at the boy
"I think
you may want to. Look!" Up ahead was... something. It wasn't anything you
would normally notice, but when you have been staring at the same terrain day
after day, even the most subtle differences are glaringly obvious. Something
was odd about the land. A bit of a mound where it should have been completely
flat.
"Keenan,
do you suppose?"
"It
might be! Let us give it a look anyway."
We raced to
the spot, and began digging with our bare hands. I coughed violently. The dust
had always caused me more problems than anyone else I know.
"Just
keep digging Rose. I see something!"
We raced to
the spot, and began digging with our bare hands. I coughed violently. The dust
had always caused me more problems than anyone else I know.
*This writing is copyrighted by Katherine Stone 2014
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