Eat Me Alive
“Help me up.”
The escorts did so, and in a manner of seconds, Mel was carried, lifted, and guided to the bear’s back—though clumsily. Her gown didn’t give her as much free movement as expected, but she was able to find a sitting position with her legs hanging down the side of Iva’s back. She clutched patches of the creature’s fur, worried that with each movement, she might slide off its back, but her anxiety eased over time, and her focus was shifted to the dazzling crystals that changed colours from time to time as they went deeper into the tunnel, uphill, downhill, and into other tunnels that branched from one other.
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