Sienna's 100wc - week 38:

I woke under the blood red sun feeling dazed, but then thoughts of the mirthless shadow cascading eerily among blackened stone flooded back so I ascended, tottering uncertainly. WHAM! A gash materialised onto my ankle and I was thrown backwards; landing with a deafening crunch on a dusty ball. Two figures, fluid as smoke, unfurled themselves from the shattered remains.I tried to grab it, but it was far too hot: a blinding blue light shot from the glittering ball blinding me.