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The coffin is a grinning, gaping mouth, opening into the earth. The air below seems to pull at him and Jon swears he can hear a sound, soft and crooning. Not screams, like statements he's read, but just as haunting, whispers of crushing squeezing suffocating pressure too close too close stuck below the rock pressing down and mud sucking in drowning in stone cracking apart never escape.
Jon already feels like he can’t breathe. Though breathing is little more than habit these days, a comfortable lie to let him ignore the truth of what he is. He sucks in a breath anyway.
“This is my choice,” he says to the empty room, to the Eye, listening and watching in his mind, eyes prickling heavy on the back of his neck. To Elias, sitting smug from his cell.
Whatever happens to him, down below in the Buried, it will be his choice. For once.
Jon looks down, grips the torch in his hand, and steps into the coffin.
Series
- Part 1 of Of Earth and Webs