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Rose Rising, Chapter 2

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science fiction, thriller, horror, novel
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May 10, 3:34am

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113

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A young woman discovers the world is more complicated than she expected.

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 Back in the clearing, in the dark, moist soil near a particular outcropping, a lone bicuspid nestled, root down. The minute traces of blood mingled with the rainwater, sank into the muck.
Minutes passed.

The tooth twitched, as if being teased from beneath by an earthen tongue. Tendrils of frayed root slithered from the enamel, stabbing deeper into the ground. They took hold, curling around subterranean rocks, long-dead bones of various creatures unfortunate enough to have breathed their last in that very spot, and their brother roots, of entities still living, still scratching out an existence in the empty lot. They began to feed.

And the tooth took hold and fed, as well.

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Um. Well, that was unexpected. And indescribably horrible. In nature, I mean, not in writing or idea. In both of those it's awesome, though at present a bit cryptic.

From the beginning! I love your immediate introduction of a world not quite like our own. Your use of allusions to things that obviously the reader does not know about (yet) helps a lot in digging the reader deeper into the story. Digging. Ugh.

Anyway, immediately we don't know whether to like or be wary of the character of Rose. She definitely is not the type of female character we are used to. With more chapters we'll learn to understand her better, but I like the ambiguous approach to characterization in the first chapter. It keeps us on our toes.

Nope. Not steel toed.

This made me smile. Completely unexpected.

Back home, in her dim corner of an abandoned hotdog assembly factory, Rose took stock. Her broken mirror didn’t give the full picture, but she saw enough. Swollen, bruised, missing a tooth. She’d broken bones before, fought with her bare hands, feet, teeth. Whatever it took to keep going. Being kicked in the face was different,  but she’d heal. Scars wouldn’t do too much damage to her looks. Her thick, black hair was cut unevenly, short enough to prevent anyone from dragging her off with it. Her nose, crooked already from being broken in a fistfight a few years ago, would still work after this.

This paragraph is very telling of her character and a good addition to the story, as is the mention of Old Sally. Someone who would share her meager scraps can't be all mettle, right?

As for your second chapter; wow. Talk about unexpected. If the character of Rose had not intrigued me outright (which, trust me, it intrigued me fine), then this brief and gross chapter cemented my attention. I can't wait to read more. I always look forward to your updates, anyway, so this is just extra anticipation! Thank you for writing this. Have a good night.

Wow!  I did not see that coming.  After the first chapter I really thought it was going to be a story about a young woman trying to survive in a post disaster world.  I really enjoyed the imagery of how the tooth was the catalyst for the all of these now undead creates to be animated and then the tooth took on an existence of its own.  Now I am really interested to see what is coming but even more so I am interested in see the details of what caused the world to take this shape and what strange powers are in play that caused the undead.

a lone bicuspid nestled, root down.

I like the detail in your description of the tooth and it’s placement of the root in the ground.

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