A Voice Cried Out

By:  Greg
January 6, 2014 9:36 am | Category: Quick Update, Skiing

I heard it calling through the cold; across the snow-clad slopes it came; fragments of a message were all I could make out. What did it say? Who was it? Why was it speaking to us?
a voice cried out

We schussed towards from whence it came.
it was calling across the cold

“Jake, can you hear it?” I asked.
can you hear it?

“Look, a bald eagle?” he replied.
look, a bald eagle?

We came to a stop. I could hear it now. So could Jake. The voice cried out as clear as the blue sky that shone-down on the freshly fallen snow ahead of us. Like a siren’s song, its message was obvious yet obfuscating. We both knew and did not know what we needed to do, and so we acted fast.
obvious yet obfuscating

acting fast

I don’t want to tell you what it said, for if I do you’ll be forced to suffer as we were, but sadly I must.

The voice said: “Clams in your dessert.”
clams in your desert

And then it was gone.

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  1. jake
    wrote on January 6th, 2014 at 7:56 pm  

    its five buddy hollys somewhere

    • Greg
      wrote on January 6th, 2014 at 9:14 pm  


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