As Dirt watched the ground come up to meet her, she did the only reasonable thing: scream.
Instead of shattering into a million pieces like children in cautionary tales are wont to do, the floor gave way, sending petals and little skulls clattering into the darkness. The bones flew into each other, creating a loud clacking noise. It sounded like laughter.
Down, down, down. Dirt stopped shrieking and looked for the bottom. Nothing but murky blackness below, and up was no different. In fact, Dirt was unsure which direction she was falling at this point, as both looked the same.
Jim M almost 7 years ago
Can't wait to read more of this fine series