There she was, in all her glory. The stupid bitch was struggling with the guards, throwing her body into it. He had to hand it to her. She really was ...aking it difficult for the guards to haul her down to her pyre. After her little incident with the dagger, he wasn’t about to get close to her. He’d hadn’t any contact with her until yesterday when he saw Cien with her. She was clean now, her hair light and flowing against her face as she struggled. He wished it didn’t have to be this way. She. She nearly fell but I saw her feet before the stumble and asI was about to say something she tripped. I caught her but the samples shewas carrying splashed all over the both of us. It smelled horrible but itwasn't anything to get upset about. I helped her to her feet and helped herpick up the test tubes and beakers that weren't broken and I went off tofind the janitor. Upon return I saw she had all new samples and was on herway out the door. I stopped her and realizing I might not get. It was Kelly's plan to do some poses at the very top of that Ice Age pimple.We were alone in the parking lot. Parking at the base of the trail, the three of us unloaded what little we needed for the day's work; a couple of digital cameras, three one-liter water bottles, Kelly's sketchpad, her box of pastels and some sheets of textured artists' paper. Just in case, Kelly also took along a small foldaway easel. Dividing the load between the three of us, we started up the trail to the top.The sun. , as that being of the devil is like a roaring lion with his demons seeking to steal, kill, & destroy, & other than that, or with all things considered, & whereas I myself would just like to say that I don't pledge allegiance, or loyalty to somebody, or something else unless they themselves being of individual persons, &/or collective bodies of people/s were truly an ally of loyalties much rather than instead of possibly being of the enemy for these here end-times, or for that being of an.