itwod, chapter 14The mountain-hunched world slips by as Cherry and her parents drive north on Route 285, snow covering the wide plains where both trees and houses are few and far between. Cherry is glad for it because it makes the skies look so unbelievably vast, as though there is no limit to the quiet emptiness around her - as though the world is not huge and loud and frightening, as though she will always exist in this silence with her thoughts on Rayleigh scattering and the Precambrian metamorphic rock that forms the core of the continent, raised into sharp peaks millions of years before.itwod, chapter 14 by boethiahs
Her skies are not obscured by trees until they pass Jefferson, and once they reach Bailey the plains have been replaced by forest. Cherry has lowered her gaze by then, not quite so captivated by woods and houses, her focus lying on the few mentally challenging games she keeps on her phone until Conifer, too, passes by the car windows and they begin to approach Denver three hours after leaving Fairplay.
itwod, chapter 12The sky sags, clouds heavy with snow, and Cherry feels as though the cold air rolling into her lungs will freeze her solid - it is impossible for that to happen, of course it is, but a part of her almost wishes for it. If not all of her, then at least her blood, at least her heart so it would not beat so wildly behind her breastbone.itwod, chapter 12 by boethiahs
He is back. He has been for a couple of days, at least since the day after Lucy’s house was drenched in cow’s blood and Cherry put one and one together before Lucy confirmed it (before Lucy said it was because she’s friends with his step sister, before Cherry pieced all the things she has seen around that boy together, before a significant portion of her jumbled thoughts and wonderings about this particular group of not-quite friends was cleared up over the course of a single conversation on the way home on Monday afternoon) and she wonders what the fact that she still loses her breath whenever she sees him says about her.
itwod, chapter 11Eric is well aware that his attempt to get at Lucky was inexcusably weak, borderline pathetic, and it bothers him although he figures he has an excuse, muscles aching and eyes about to close before he even reaches the bed. But even though he's not in a good form to intimidate someone new, he's spent a little over seven months wearing her down, through a plethora of pranks to keep her on her toes and a multitude of insults to make her feel bad about herself and even though it has worked - she's been one breakdown away from clinical depression, if he knows anything about the human psyche - something has happened.itwod, chapter 11 by boethiahs
He needs a new plan, but he also needs to know what this something is so he can put an end to it and with a deep sigh he goes out of his room again to do some... investigating.
Butters is awake before the hand closes around his mouth, because he knows the sound of those quiet footsteps and knows that scent and the way a dark shape towers over him. He knows