Month: April 2020

195 Days Until Perseverance And the Uncertain End (part 2)

Heia stepped from the bus, and into the warehouse, where they had decided to remained holed up for the next few hours. Phaser in hand, Heia turned it over in her hand trying to ready her heart as she heard the others shuffling around her. She listened to the conversations around her.

“Most of the power cores aren’t full.”

“Attach them to solar panels and we will charge them as we drive.”

“You don’t think we will find them in the hide out?”

“We are going to have to hope that we do.”

Uly and Rayda speaking on what to do on the bus, and how they would figure out the power situation. They had enough for a few days of driving but not ten continuous days. They were going to have to figure it out and the idea of it was freaking Heia out.

Continue reading “YP – B3:QtNoWLM – Chapter 5 (Chapter 102)” →

195 Days Until Perseverance And the Uncertain End (part 1)

Evester hated his mental map. In part, it was because it was unreliable. In part, it was because he was right about distances and the time it would get there. Sure, his mental map didn’t have the exact locations, or ways to get somewhere, but he knew how long it would take. It also proved to him, however, that if he had just had an actual map with him, he would have arrived at LakeLost faster than winging it.

But where would the fun have been otherwise?

“The city is littered in Unwanted Guest tracks.” Shawn reported as he threw his weapon to the side and shrugged off his jacket. “We are going to need to collect winter supplies if we plan to make this journey properly. Weather is changing and you city folk aren’t going to be ready.”

“We will insulate the bus starting tomorrow.” Kim suggested. She, Rayda, Shawn, and Robee had went out ahead to scout the city ahead. When they came back, Shawn had been against bringing everyone in.

“With what supplies?” Shawn glared at her. He was the only one fighting against going to the OverCity. They weren’t to be trusted, the ruins were but a horrible reminder of a past when people who lived above ground lived in towers of their own.

“Why… the supplies we are going to get, silly.” Kim giggled, leaning over the bus seat.

Continue reading “YP – B3:QtNoWLM – Chapter 4 (Chapter 101)” →

198 Days Until Strength And the Uncertain End

The air was getting thinner, cooler, chilly. Weather, seasons, stories that Heia had once only thought were stories. The changes were happening before her again on the top side as they traveled with only so much supplies, food, and protection. Heia had always thought them real but stories, there but not, then she had lived top side for months and had seen the truth. Now as they road through the Lowerlands, the change was coming. Just the thought of the coming winter sent Heia into a minor fright. 

“Heia.” Zeydar’s voice snapped Heia from her stupor, and to face him. He stood outside the bus with her looking out to the world as those inside slept. They had, had a few rough days and they needed to sleep without moving, which meant they had to have a watch. “You okay?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” Where was Lynx? Lynx was her watch partner, not Zeydar. Had he traded with her, without letting Heia know? Why would he do that. He was supposed to be sleeping.

Continue reading “YP – B3:QtNoWLM – Chapter 3 (Chapter 100)” →

199 Days Until Dread And the Uncertain End

Zeydar felt the strangest itch on the back of his spine. It was not a normal itch, as in one he could scratch. It was not a pain from pulling something in his wild escape, or the lightness of a bug crawling over his skin. It was the touch of magic, circling its way through his body ready to capture him in its grasps. The Superiors, he understood as he snapped off the magic before it could take hold and root itself in him. He was not broken from their connection, but severed from it in a way that only he had control, hopefully. They could not control him again and he knew he was safe from afar. He had no idea how it would work when he saw them again. Being free from them from the time being was the best he could ask for.

What fascinated him about being free now was that he thought about before. He thought of his wild thoughts from days before — although it felt like forever ago at this point and who was he to disagree? —and the fact that he had been able to take control over his body, mind, soul, and magic. Then he’d felt unified in a way that was painful, but liberating all at once. Everything had been far too overwhelming, compared to the detached dream that he lived in daily, however he had control again. If he told the others that he wished to break free of Sweet Dream completely, it would be far from a lie. He’d tasted sobriety in it’s painful vivacity and he wanted it. He wanted that power over his life, something he had long forgotten since the collapse of Arcadia that was not his fault.

Continue reading “YP – B3:QtNoWLM – Chapter 2 (Chapter 99)” →