"Let's see," she hummed, "a little powder, there. And some lipstick, here let me do it." She held Hugh's face and gently stroked his lips with some li...ht red lipstick. "Not enough so anyone will really notice, but enough to brighten up that pale face a little. How about perfume?"Hugh's eyes went wide. "Ah ... Um..." he sputtered. What he wanted to say was 'NO!', but he couldn't get the words out, wondering what was appropriate."Well, why not? You'll drive those real-estate agents mad! They'll. Thousands of people jammed into one building, the conversations never stopped. A lot of them involved shouting or crying. The search for loved ones was still ongoing, and everyone was chasing scraps of information on survival or escape. ‘Maybe the next person I talk to knows a hidden place. Maybe they know of some air vent or unblocked window.’ That was the hope.The preachers were going nonstop. In times of hardship, it was common for people to turn to faith, hoping to be saved. There were no. Their trip was expedited because there were not as many rivers and streams to cross as there had been a few years before. The cold weather was tying up the water and keeping it from flowing as freely as it had previously. This was apparent in the reduced quantity of grass they encountered along the way. Copper Man was glad that they did not have to worry about feeding draft camels, because that could have become a problem.They arrived at the copper site and found a dismal scene. There was not. Challenging, threatening. I did the same and our hands reached out for those of our opponent. The Woman gasped and purred with excitement as we came together in a test of strength. We braced our legs beneath the water, set our shoulders and struggled silently, grappling to subdue each other as She looked on, giggling and encouraging us, clapping Her hands with growing glee.He was strong. I felt a pleasant burn develop in the muscles of my shoulders and forearms as our hands and grappled.