Ignition Point
“Lena truly believed that, even with her fearful heart pounding in her ears. Most of the time it was dormant, waiting for her to call it into action, ready to charge a battery, or spark a flame, or whatever else she dreamed up. Sometimes, like today, the Dust around her woke without her conscious intent. She could hear it at the back of her mind, a sibilance that wasn’t quite a whisper, a rushing that wasn’t quite the wind. Times like that, when it woke up with nothing specific to do, it always tried to help.
Lena fought to remind herself of that as she clung to the edge of the roof. Fright coated her dry tongue. Her hard, sawing breaths puffed away the sand in front of her to be caught up by the gusting wind and carried off. She lifted her cheek from the hot roof to look over her shoulder and fought vertigo. There was a good eight foot drop down to the desert below with no guarantees that whatever the sand covered would be safe to land on. Sparks healed fast, sure, but a broken ne...ck would still kill her.MoreLess
Lena fought to remind herself of that as she clung to the edge of the roof. Fright coated her dry tongue. Her hard, sawing breaths puffed away the sand in front of her to be caught up by the gusting wind and carried off. She lifted her cheek from the hot roof to look over her shoulder and fought vertigo. There was a good eight foot drop down to the desert below with no guarantees that whatever the sand covered would be safe to land on. Sparks healed fast, sure, but a broken ne...ck would still kill her.MoreLess
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