Terence and the Tormaunt: Caught

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And then the Tormaunt was upon him again, before he had even had the chance to catch his breath. Their middle foot pinned his chest and they leaned in close to Terence’s face. He was unable to move as the Tormaunt’s center hand reached gently forward to press his chest down toward the earth, and then it moved to his face. The Tormaunt’s face hovered close above Terence’s, their eyes calm and curious and larger than Terence felt a face ought to be. They did not appear to be out of breath, though Terence himself was definitely fighting to keep his breathing under control. Their shoulders would have been within arms’ reach if Terence could have had that freedom of movement. Those ruddy, grey shoulders remained motionless as their neck began to move; their head, seeming to float with a mystical slowness, slowly rose upward, leaving Terence’s gaze as their eyes began searching about his shoulders, neck and head.

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  1. Avatar JonB

    Nice to see you back, ALaA.

    This is pretty surreal and Terrance’s weirdly pluralised foe is unsettling. Nicely written, though, and sufficiently interesting to make me want to read more, if only to find out what on earth is going on!

  2. Avatar As Large as Alone

    Thank you! The use of the plural is intended to serve as a nongendered singular pronoun, actually; if you read some of the other entries by me with the tag “tormaunts” you can learn more about them. Good to see you again, it’s been a challenging semester!

  3. Avatar JonB

    Don’t worry, I will be ploughing my way through the sequels as soon as time permits…

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