July 31, 2008

Reasoning

3 Hours later, in Harrings Wood

"To put it simply... we're dead...well not living at least."

Richard and the woman stumble through a densly forested area, the sounds of where they were hours behind them.

"You've most likely noticed that even though we're trampling our way around this forest, you don't seem to be out of breath."

Richard stops and places a hand upon the womans chest.

"Keep noticing, and you'll find that you aren't really breathing at all."

The woman face becomes puzzled.

"If you aren't living, then why breath? It's simple, once you think about it."

The woman still looks puzzled and shakes her head, not fully undersatnding.

"Look.. why don't we stop here for the night. I don't want to accidentally run into.. 'unfriendly' people in the dark."

Richard removes a small satchel from inside his cloak and pulls out a flintbox. He gathers up some wood from the surrounding area and lights a small fire.

"There. That should keep away any unwanted creatures."

The woman turns to him with a look of panic.

"No, no.. I meant, wolves and animals like that."

He thinks for a minute.

"I suppose I'll have to give you a name... How about.. Catherine? Does that sound good?"

Catherine thinks for a second and then nods approvingly.

"Ok then Catherine... I guess I'll start at the begining..."

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