YP – B4:Entr’acte – CHAPTER 33 (CHAPTER 180)


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127 Days Until Experimentation And the Uncertain End (part 2)    

Shawn walked next to Zeydar hands in his pocket and a grimace on  his lips. Kony walked a bit more sturdy, despite the fact that his fear radiated off of him. May had fallen back into her military stride, eyes open and chin up. Phil, however, walked like he didn’t have a care in the world as they approached the Superior meeting that Zeydar had to go to. Zeydar was uncertain how he himself looked, but with the familiar wrap of his Superior coat, he felt concealed. He knew that his party was a sight to behold as they walked across Star campus together. Pulling the black hood further over his face, Zeydar focused on what he was going to have to say.

He’d been drilled in it by Europa and he was going to be okay. Even if he did not have the others at his side, the Superiors were not so powerful that they would be able to get him to do things he did not want to do.

“You can not go in there alone.” Shawn warned him.

“I won’t have to. I’ll have Kony.” That was if they let Kony in to the room. Getting in was a contention, let alone them agreeing to speak plainly with Kony in their presence.

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CON – B1: Serenity – Chapter 1


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The House

The house was quaint in the ‘there was way too much space around the tiny house for the house to look anything other than out of place’ sort of way. It was far outside the city, and on plantation lands, which Alexis resented. It was painted white with a wrap around porch and just enough space for her and her sister when they came back from college. The yard had rows of flowers only native to Alabama, and green, green grass. There were a few trees sprinkled over the land that now belonged to her family and a long driveway that turned to gravel the closer it got to her house. 

Alexis Myung looked to her father who smiled up at the house with elation. There was enough space for them to put the boat he wanted and his truck. He had plans to use the barn in the back for his future cars and motorcycles. Alexis knew that her parents had chosen to move out to the middle of nowhere after living in New York for years, because they wanted the space. Her father was retired. He wanted to relax, was what he had told her when she had directly protested the location.

Her father did not look a day over forty, but the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes betrayed his age. He was shorter than her mother and gaining a bit of weight now that he had been retired for more than a year. She knew her father wanted a place where he could get active again with his hobbies. He had also picked the land because it was good for Alexis’ mother. 

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The Cost (A Particular History 3) {RW}

Cynthia’s dreams are cyclical. The way she could weave images together and create false realities so grounded and potent was a brilliant feat. She could erase their very existence in a few choice words. It was an act of strength to destroy that which was created. I always envied her capability. In her hands she held the very fabric of time and space each moment she took to breathe. She was also an excellent liar.

Cynthia used to speak of far off places and sword fights. She dreamed of technicolor swirling waterfalls that cascaded into endless seas of silver and of floating castles that lived amongst the clouds yearning to touch the ground. She spoke of mysterious towns covered in the fog of always midnight where shadows lived and lurked haunting the inhabitants who never had arrived to begin with. When she was sixteen, she told me of floating to another world in her dreams where the man in black greeted her and asked her for a promise. She did not give it to him. Instead she followed him through unending staircases to stores she could list off in languages that I did not name.

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YP – B4:Entr’acte – CHAPTER 32 (CHAPTER 179)


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127 Days Until Experimentation And the Uncertain End (part 1) 

Evester tossed paint at the canvas that was laid on the ground next to him. He liked practicing painting more than music. There was nothing to compare his art to. Music felt different, but painting? He felt that as long as he thought it was good enough, it was. He wasn’t good at painting realistic images. Something about the form of real objects and bodies just did not translate with his hand. He knew he needed to work more on it, and cared little to truly try.

Instead he liked throwing the paint, using it to evoke what he was feeling with his hands and buckets and brushes. He liked the streaks and the dots and the emotion of painting something black over and over and over again. He liked the feeling of his emotions in front of him. It almost was as if he could understand them better that way. It almost felt that he was able to articulate them.

“You were here?” Crass’s voice startled Evester.

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YP – B4:Entr’acte – CHAPTER 31 (CHAPTER 178)


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128 Days Until Credence And the Uncertain End 

Heia stood before the cameras and the soldiers next to Alan as he addressed the X’s. He spoke on the combined effort of their people and how they were going to survive together. He had spoken for almost an hour and in that time Heia had recited her speech to herself multiple times. She was certain that this time, when she addressed the world, she would not mess up. When he handed the microphone over to Heia, her mind went blank.

There before her was the emptiness of eyes that starred back at her. They were waiting for her to give them a reason. She was to give them the hope that she had not had when she was in their position. Her speech forgotten. She had been drilled in it and it should have not vanished, but it was gone once again. The speech before, the simple one, had been a mess. This one was supposed to be greater.  

She had to try.

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