checked for any irregularities in brain waves, something I'm not quite adept at, but with the size of this boys seziures, I assumed I would notice if something was wrong, and the man just stood over the child and watched him closely as if he could tell more from the slow rise and fall of the boy's chest than I was able to, when suddenly the EEG pattern swerved like a drunk driver and the boy began to moan a low hollow sound that seemed to shake the entire bed.
He seemed to curl in on himself and his hands became claws scratching at the air while trembling back and forth, and his eyes again rolled up into his head while his legs kicked, and the man with the swirling voice hung his head as if he could no longer watch, and I wondered what he might be thinking, having accompanied this boy for what I assumed was two days, while I struggled to think of my next move and the nurse handed me another syringe, but I didn't know if I should inject him again, seeing as how he was so young and I was quite inexperienced with seizures, especially in children, so I held the needle in my hand and simply watched the boy twist and turn as if being burned alive.
[The Man Who Drowned]
The shadows swelled up from the pavement and took form. The sky was dark and no light shone down upon us. The cement towers were filled with empty glass eyes watching down as the dark figures surrounded me. My head was no longer burning and I felt as if my limbs had grown lighter. I backed away from the shadows and my hands met with chilled water. I found myself again on the shore of the lake. The crowds had thinned and moved farther into the city, but still there were hollowed faces all around me. They circled and I submerged myself further in the black water until my chest was wet. [italics] You said he would help us [italics] called one of the shadows. Others joined in agreement. They mumbled words I could not hear and splashed in the deepening water. I had promised them relief from their suffering, and the damned do not take kindly to broken promises. As their circle tightened, I remembered standing among them and commanding such attention. They had heeded my every word. I was their master for but a moment as the man with the swirling voice performed miracles. He held his hands against the woman's head and she was cured. He unleashed his Light upon me and I was overcome. And then the blessed man had fled as I collapsed to the ground and the darkening sky fell down around me.
I inhaled deeply, tasting the faint dirt upon my tongue that had been brushed into the air by the rush of water when the lake had formed. Then I plunged beneath the murky water as the shadows bolted for me.
He seemed to curl in on himself and his hands became claws scratching at the air while trembling back and forth, and his eyes again rolled up into his head while his legs kicked, and the man with the swirling voice hung his head as if he could no longer watch, and I wondered what he might be thinking, having accompanied this boy for what I assumed was two days, while I struggled to think of my next move and the nurse handed me another syringe, but I didn't know if I should inject him again, seeing as how he was so young and I was quite inexperienced with seizures, especially in children, so I held the needle in my hand and simply watched the boy twist and turn as if being burned alive.
[The Man Who Drowned]
The shadows swelled up from the pavement and took form. The sky was dark and no light shone down upon us. The cement towers were filled with empty glass eyes watching down as the dark figures surrounded me. My head was no longer burning and I felt as if my limbs had grown lighter. I backed away from the shadows and my hands met with chilled water. I found myself again on the shore of the lake. The crowds had thinned and moved farther into the city, but still there were hollowed faces all around me. They circled and I submerged myself further in the black water until my chest was wet. [italics] You said he would help us [italics] called one of the shadows. Others joined in agreement. They mumbled words I could not hear and splashed in the deepening water. I had promised them relief from their suffering, and the damned do not take kindly to broken promises. As their circle tightened, I remembered standing among them and commanding such attention. They had heeded my every word. I was their master for but a moment as the man with the swirling voice performed miracles. He held his hands against the woman's head and she was cured. He unleashed his Light upon me and I was overcome. And then the blessed man had fled as I collapsed to the ground and the darkening sky fell down around me.
I inhaled deeply, tasting the faint dirt upon my tongue that had been brushed into the air by the rush of water when the lake had formed. Then I plunged beneath the murky water as the shadows bolted for me.
