Down
Author's Note: Originally published on August 1, 2011
The maw opened up in front of their eyes, beckoning them to enter the dark. One of them had been down there before, but this time, the stakes were much higher.
He was a bit surprised that it had worked as well as he'd hoped during that flash of inspiration, and though they could die at any second, he was filled with a sense of pride, especially since he was able to finally achieve something good in front of her. Something that made him feel worthy of her. He shook his head, knowing he needed to focus, but continued hoping there could be more for the two of them.
She was so full of amazement at his plan, his sheer brilliance in coming up with an idea that had eluded her. She wanted to throw herself into his arms and show him everything she was feeling, but knew that the moment wasn't right. Yet, the idea stayed in the forefront of her thoughts. The dank bathroom did little to dampen her spirits, though her heart was thudding at the thought of plunging into the unknown.
They stood, side-by-side, illuminated only by the white light emanating from their wands and made ready to enter the darkness, to go down the pipe and into the chamber. Their fingers were a hair away from touching, but that was one plunge they weren't quite ready to take. They were almost there.