226 Days Until Justice And The Uncertain End (part 2)
Heia looked over the figures of her family, working hard and training skills they had not used in the past. The triplets were moving the best with the weapons, having been working with them for far longer. Kony still was not sure about magic, not that any of them knew how to train him in magic. He looked to the broken staff in his hands like the relic it was, trying something. Anything. Failing every time.
“What’s on your mind?” Andre asked her as he took a break.
“Nothing really.” Heia answered. It was odd to think that just a bit ago they were at home, struggling to survive and now they had clothes, a safe place to sleep, were well fed, and could train in this way without any fears. It was unfortunate with how much the Circles and Stars took for granted, and only made her hate them worse for the fact that they partied and acted as if the world wasn’t falling apart outside.
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226 Days Until Justice And The Uncertain End (part 1)
So this is how they wish to crush me? Zeydar understood as he looked over his testing schedule for Superior exams. All his exams were held within hours of each other, physical, practical, written, verbal, different subjects, and of all types, stacked on to each other. Where as in the past, the exams took place over the course of days with breaks between. This examination period was over the course of a little more than seventy-two hours.
How long would it take for them to grade the tests? All too long. They’d say they needed more time to get through them all. Since they did his schedule in three days, tradition would not follow. Traditionally, the last exam was taken as the others were being completed for grading. At most, they would need five days to grade, Zeydar knew this, but he also knew they’d try to sabotage him.
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240 Days Until Frustration and The Uncertain End (Part 1)
Heia watched as Evester slept next to the others of EverDanger under the watchful eye of her siblings. He looked the most relaxed that she had seen him since meeting him, sleeping on the shoulder of the red-haired Kim. His bag was held loosely in his arms as they sat in the back of the bus. Every time he’d slept before it’d been holding his bag tightly in a corner, half awake, half coherent, half ready to kill if necessary. Right now he was snoring and snuggled up close to the rest of EverDanger. This was perhaps the deepest sleep he had gotten in months since he began running, and Heia couldn’t help but feel bad for him.
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244 Days Until Lessons and The Uncertain End
Evester directed Andre out of the fast track spiral and to the floor that Kim had specified. The group chat was a mess of plans, and false information, but of this, Evester was certain. Their messages were monitored thus the need for false information. Luckily their code had been established early on between them and no one had ever been able to break it. No one yet, he assumed. Still, even with a unbreakable code, they needed false information littered with the real. In that was the floor they needed to get off on for the supplies they required. Namely: clothes. Circle attire and battle clothes like he had, for Heia and who ever was stupid enough to follow him. Circle attire would be necessary to get them into Valaria, above even manners or their fake identification.
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252 Days Until Destruction and The Uncertain End (part 3)
Heia stood watching from the car side, waiting for familiar shadows to appear on the horizon. Her siblings had yet to arrive with Shawn. Another fighter, another driver, another person who could help them survive and Heia wasn’t sure how she felt about it. Shawn traveling with them? What about his family? Did his family know he’d been discharaged? Temporarily, sure, but still it was a disgrace. Though, it was not as much as a disgrace as defecting.
When she saw the figure of three on the horizon her heart paced. The three traveled to them, with Robee carrying what looked like the radio and camera they’d used to contact the military hours before. The radio was a large box like receiver that could be dialed in and connected to by an outside source. It was portable, but rather large, with a screen that could show the picture of the person you were talking to. Where as Circles had smaller devices, X’s were left with the thrown away trash of yester-year.
Evester was off the bus and racing towards them leading the Triplets and Heia after him.
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252 Days Until Destruction and The Uncertain End (part 2)
Evester leapt through the carnage of bodies, human and Aralax alike. His eyes traveled to Kony, the only one who could possibly be a Star amongst them. If the boy was a Magician, they’d be able to decimate the Aralax. Only, the boy was not trained, as he remembered, and that alone kept Evester’s mouth shut. Evester ran on ahead after giving out his advice and words of wisdom. He pushed himself to cut down the Aralax in his path, in a way of assisting the soldiers who were shooting at them.
He wondered if this sort of preparation would save the people of LakeLost. Almost nothing had changed, no one had been truly ready for the onslaught, but there were tens of soldiers, and hopefully enough more on their way. Was this worth getting exposed? Was this enough for Heiphillia?
Robee and Trace worked in a team as the Triplets worked together and Heiphillia raced next to Evester to work as his partner. He had intended for her to work with Robee and Trace, yet there she was next to him. Heiphillia pointed on ahead towards the path for them to escape.
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253 Days Until Melancholy and The Uncertain End (part 2)
Heia looked over the remaining things that needed to be done. The Triplets were busy working with Evester and learning how to kill Aralax the way he had. Heia wasn’t certain that he had killed an Aralax — she had, she knew the difficulty of the task — however she had smelt the blood, and seen the muck. The filth wasn’t someone could pretend, unless he bathed in it. Somehow Heia doubted even he was that crazy.
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253 Days Until Melancholy and The Uncertain End (part 1)
It was a day before the proclaimed attack and Evester was nervous. The orphans had been fully packed. Everything was in order for them to leave that night, yet Evester was worried. What if the attack came early? What if the Project spoke the day it was discovered? Why was he so worried about the X’s? Because he had been caught and forced to help Heiphilia and her family with preparations? Perhaps that was the issue. This was an anxiety inducing situation and with each growing hour Evester’s nerves threatened to explode in anticipation rather than fear. What would happen? Would they all die? It was killing him, like the nerves before he tried something new.
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I suppose this means I’m back to filler episodes weekly. This week’s filler episode is the end of an arc. The arc on myths I like. Look up Myths pt 1 to see what this is about, but basically its my dos and don’ts of using myths and legends. also gush over historical dramas and stuff. I guess.
I know that this is making me sound like I don’t want to do it. I do! I just want to get to the third part more (on my favorite fantasy creatures). Without further ado, Dos and Dont’s.
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266 Days Until Memories Remain and The Uncertain End (part 1)
Zeydar held his staff out. He had many, but this was his favorite one. It was a thin rod a bit less than his height and just ever so heavy. Silver and black, designed to look like a branch of a tree. He held it and spun it with one hand not caring for the practice. The worst part of coming down from a Sweet Dream high was the way that reality dulled around him. His senses were muted. The colors faded. The sounds grew muffled. Everything was so much less. Or had it always been less? He’d been placed on small increments of Sweet Dreams to control his powers since he was a child. When he had found out, he had felt betrayed, but after what he had done to Arcadia… could he blame them?
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