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When I next opened my eyes I did not find myself in the park where the sisters had left me. Lifting my hand I found myself covered in wires that were connected to a machine. I was dressed in a hospital gown. I sighed and fell back to a lying position.
"Not again," I whispered. Outside my room I could hear confused bickering. I rolled my eyes. I knew what they argued about. I had experienced it once before. I turned my head. A constant high-pitched tone pierced my ears. It was an annoying sound, nothing beautiful about it at all. Accompanying the tone was a single green line moving horizontally across a black screen. I scowled and tore the wires away from my hand. The line stayed. The wires detected the same thing they had when they were attached to me. No heartbeat. I jumped out of the hospital bed, not sure how I was going to explain this to Stephan.
A doctor walked in at that very moment, stopping short when he saw me standing from the bed. I cursed my ill luck and dec
"Oh my girls!" Mom enveloped us in her arms the second we walked in the door.
"Mommy!" Jackie cried and hugged her back in joy as I gasped.
"Mom," I groaned and tried to pull away from her.
"Let them breathe, honey," Dad laughed. "I told you they were fine." In my head I groaned even louder. Mom had been worrying about us. That meant she was about to lecture us.
"Here we go," I rolled my eyes.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me, young lady." Mom pointed her finger and scolded. "I was worried sick about you. You said you would be home twenty minutes ago."
"We had to help a sick man!" Jackie proclaimed proudly. I groaned and smacked my palm against my forehead. I had hoped Jackie would be smart enough to keep her mouth shut. She just never knew when it was okay to lie.
"Oh my god!" Mom cried. "What were you thinking? You could've been kidnapped! What if he had been faking?" I rolled my eyes and attempted to tune her out.
"Obviously our girls are just fine," Dad intervened. "You
My eyes were closed. I felt tired yet awake at the same time. My mind was blank with no memories. My back hurt, my limbs stiff. My clothes were damp. It was raining lightly. I remembered the rain. I remembered wind rushing past my ears as I tried to flee the storm. There was a flash of lightning and I remembered the sensation of falling.
But more than that I could only guess. Where was I? Why was I lying on the ground? Why couldn't I move? Whose voice was so close to my ear?
"I think he's dead." It was a girl's voice. I could feel my chest heave with another breath.
"He's not dead," another girl answered. Her voice was closer and sounded younger. I could feel small hands on my chest. "He has no heartbeat." She whispered in shock. I tried to open my eyes but they were so tired. I wanted nothing more than to sleep.
"Just leave him, Jackie," the other girl hissed. I could visualize them in my head so well. A little girl leaning her head over my heart so innocently while her
Equal Part 34Race opened his eyes and realized that the pounding in his head was actually pounding on the doors of the chapel.
"Oh thank Alikar," Race turned his head and looked into Clarice's eyes. "I thought I was going to have to carry you." Race blinked once, then twice as he tried to clear his mind. He stood to his feet and gripped his staff.
"I must speak to the boy I saved," he began to walk down the hall at a fast pace but stopped so abruptly that Clarice nearly ran into him. "No," he whispered as his hand went to his chest. He could feel the amulet humming underneath his clothes.
"Race? Are you feeling okay?" Clarice touched his forehead and Race's face lit up.
"It was real," Race whispered and smiled at Clarice. It was his Clarice, alive and living, standing before him. "I interrupted time!" Race laughed as he pulled Clarice into his arms.
"Race?" She gasped in confusion."What do you mean interrupted time? What's going on?" Race smiled as he took in her scent, something he had nearly forg
Equal Part 33Race was surprised when he found that there was no resistance when the ship put in at Solice's port.
"This is strange," Race whispered as he gripped the wooden staff tightly. Albert, as Asesino had named the dragon, sneezed once as it walked alongside Asesino. It no longer hissed every single time Race spoke but it still didn't trust him enough to get near him.
"I agree," Asesino whispered back. "I suspect an ambush."
"Really?" Someone laughed and they jumped. Race and Asesino stepped closer to each other for protection. "Do you think I would do something so low?" They looked around but could not find the owner of the voice.
"You attacked our ship easily enough," Race replied without fear.
"Race!" The empty square in front of them seemed to shimmer once and a man appeared in front of them. His mouth opened a fraction of an inch when Asesino reacted and threw a knife at the man. It bounced off the air in front of him as if there was an invisible wall. "How rude!" He looked at Asesino. R
Equal Part 32Race didn't have a chance to properly look at the staff in privacy until they had returned back to the ship. He didn't remember how long he had looked at that first drawing for fear of moving on and finding the truth. His gut twisted much in the way he gripped and twisted at the staff. What if it was a fate worse than the original?
Thinking of the original made Race think of the previous High Priests who had used this power. Were they thrown into the future like him? If so then why hadn't they made an appearance at all? Or had Race just been lucky? Had Alikar performed some miracle that stopped him from destroying himself entirely? With a sigh of frustration Race willed himself to study the drawings. They most definitely had answers.
The drawings were exact copies of the first up until the point when the High Priest began to swing the staff. There were only two drawings after that. Race's eyes widened in understanding at the first. The High Priest had pulled out the amulet holding it i
Equal Part 31"Get ready to catch," Race rubbed his palms together as he stood from the ground. Around them a crowd had formed, eager to see what the High Priest they had been hearing about was going to do with Godshole Well.
"Are you serious?" Asesino's eyes widened. Race's eyes glinted with excitement as he nodded.
"There's water down there all right." Around them the crowd started to mutter. "Better for me." Race smiled. "It would've been harder if I had to summon all the water."
"Blasphemy!" Someone in the crowd shouted. "You can't summon water!" Race shrugged off the comment.
"I was called High Summoner back in my time," Race replied coolly.
"The High Summoner died!" Another citizen cried. "You cannot be centuries old!"
"Then how is it the High Lord is still on the throne?" Race cried back without losing his temper. "You all know as well as I do. He's been there since the White Age. And it matters not whether I am as old as he or I was born just yesterday. The truth is that I'm going to get rid
Equal Part 30It wasn't until they had paid to board a ship set out to Predolon and hat set sail that Asesino and Race turned to each other and laughed hysterically.
"Won't the High Lord be fuming when he hears about this?" Asesino laughed. Race had to hold onto the nearby railing to keep from falling over in laughter.
"All the way through Solice and not a single man ever suspected us!" Race and Asesino continued to laugh for several minutes until the sailors began to give them dirty glances. At that point they stood next to each other, watching the waves hit against the sides of the boat and anxiously waiting for the large island of Predolon to appear on the horizon.
"Hey, Race," Asesino whispered as he tapped a dagger against the railing. Race hummed in response.
"What happens if this true power isn't enough to stop the High Lord?" There was a few minutes of silence.
"It'll be enough," Race responded.
"You're so confident," Asesino sighed, wishing he could share in Race's enthusiasm.
"I have faith
Equal Part 29"Some master plan," Asesino sneered as the kept their heads bowed walking through the streets. "I can't believe we're walking straight through High Haven just to get to Predolon." Asesino continued to flinch at the smallest movements made by the strangers around him.
"It would take too long to navigate around," Race whispered but spoke no further. His eyes were transfixed on the city. He could hardly believe it was the beautiful city he had grown up in. Streets were lined with trash and excrements. Houses were broken down, faded, burned and just utterly destroyed. The citizens of the town were poor, dirty, rude or lying alone in an alley dead. Race felt a knot in his stomach grow tighter and it took extra effort just to swallow.
"High Haven," Asesino scoffed next to Race. "More like High Hell." He sneered and Race didn't argue. "What was it called back in your time?" Asesino asked. Race looked around.
"His would be Old City. The outskirts was New City but it seems that has been complet
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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