Jay Lake (jaylake) wrote,
Jay Lake

[writing] Tourbillon progris riport

Today’s wordage:3,200
Today’s writing time: 2 hours
Total wordage: 6,400
Total writing time: 5 hours


Enough, she thought. When there are no choices, one simply does what must be done. If there had been anything to learn from the sad, quiet women of Praia Nova in her youngest days, it was that lesson.

Soon enough she was roped and climbing outward. Paolina clung to the rock like a leech, forcing herself into an unholy union with the very bones of the wall so the ancient, cruel magic of gravity would not pluck her down untimely. The stone was damp and gritty, far too soft to be trusted. The pain rose quickly in her arms, a kind of acidic burn which gave no quarter. She worked her way along, always gripping with three points while moving the fourth.

Again Ming shouted. His voice had no carrying power, or her ears were clogged in panic. Paolina could feel her section of Wall tilting forward like a dog trying to shed a troublesome insect from its fur.

“No!” she screamed.

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