Whitewater Gorge The Door of Death is made of Gold

"The earth.. is moving," she admitted, followed by a cough, "I don't think you'll manage to escape." It was true; no one could escape the heaven's wrath. And if it was to hit them, then so be it. But it did not; they were alive, and thats all that matters.

Her body sensed what the girl wanted to do, and with a slow movement of her head she signed her to approach. "Yes.. the heavens spared us from their wrath," cough, and cough, and cough; her throat was sore from all the coughing.

"I think," Agana tried to get up, but failed the first attempt. Following the second, she managed to stand. "I can stand.." she assured the ivory girl, making a few steps to be sure of it. "Let's get away from this.. hell," Agana was not getting anywhere near water for the next few days.