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Jul. 11th, 2011 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spongetasticGravel biting into your palms and knees
He took in rough, ragged breaths. With each breath his lungs took in dirt. He coughed and slowly pushed up to his feet. Pain throbbed dully against his hands and knees. Which was expected after landing on them over and over.
Peter ran his tongue slowly over his dry lips, and a moment later was forced to spit out more dirt. Doggedly he climbed back up to try again. It only took a few seconds for him to hit the ground. Pain throbbed more insistently now and the gravel was digging hard into the palms of his hands.
He could feel that he had power. Peter even experienced it before. He thought that all he needed to do was trust it was there and let it come. Why wasn’t it coming?
Peter dusted off the gravel from his pants. He could still feel some clinging to his skin. He would need to wash his hands to get it off. But first, he was going to try flying one more time.
He took in rough, ragged breaths. With each breath his lungs took in dirt. He coughed and slowly pushed up to his feet. Pain throbbed dully against his hands and knees. Which was expected after landing on them over and over.
Peter ran his tongue slowly over his dry lips, and a moment later was forced to spit out more dirt. Doggedly he climbed back up to try again. It only took a few seconds for him to hit the ground. Pain throbbed more insistently now and the gravel was digging hard into the palms of his hands.
He could feel that he had power. Peter even experienced it before. He thought that all he needed to do was trust it was there and let it come. Why wasn’t it coming?
Peter dusted off the gravel from his pants. He could still feel some clinging to his skin. He would need to wash his hands to get it off. But first, he was going to try flying one more time.