Then Yew moves and the deputy’s nostalgia stops. The larvae are so closely grouped that he can follow the Agent and wallop whatever moves in the water that isn’t human. The splashes of blood and water come at the same time, their temperature and color mixed into a luke warm pink spray that immediately covers him from knee to head. Twice he hits empty water. Three times his club meets bone and flesh. He finds his thoughtless mind filled only with these numbers, 2 and 3, like the score of some card game on a late night.Read the rest here.
1.30.2012
Styles
Dialogue versus description. Who wins? Well for this story, dialogue is the norm where as description comes only in the face of conflict. I'm thinking it is an attempt to capture the "slow time" feel of a fight. One would hope the author would have a more concrete grasp of why they are doing what they are doing but hey, I'm just playing, right?
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