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Left Alone to Thoughts.
Offline Shagohad
02-16-2011, 09:28 AM,
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"In a vision I once had, there were fields of green, skies of blue, and clouds of fluffy white. There were children playing in the fields; laughing, running free, and speaking amongst themselves of silly games with even sillier rules."

"And why is this significant?"

Another preliminary check of the systems showed that nothing had changed. Nothing ever changed. Unless the constant progress on the moon was considered change. Change in its own right, but no one was going to argue philosophy.

"The skies suddenly tore apart. There was a flash of light as the fields wilted and died, the sky turned blood red, and the clouds distended and spilled into horrible blobs of black mass. The children melted and screamed in agony as their flesh and bones became puddles of gore."

"Are you alright? Why are you thinking this?"

With a heavy sigh, attention was turned back to the Scylla that lay on the tarmac. Eyes narrowed as they regarded the ship that held so much life and personality despite being forged of cold steel and uninteresting metals.

"It was just a dream. I have been having more and more odd ones lately. Their meaning is nothing."

"Then why bring it up?"

"I like to reflect..."

"Suppose it pertains to them?"

"I hope not..."

There was a sudden unease to the ambiance of the ship. The stale, hypoallergenic, modern feel of the ship slipping into a gloomy state of self-awareness and the reminder of solitude. The need to be around someone became all too overpowering.

"She has you trained. It's what she wants."

"Shut up."

"She's using you. Making you dependent. What will you do when rejection falls in? Oh wait. It already has."

"That wasn't rejection. It was an answer. I asked a question."

"It wasn't the answer you wanted."

That was the haunting conclusion. But not so much the fact that it wasn't the answer he wanted. More or less the fact that he wanted in the first place. But more or less, what was it that he wanted?

[Image: Tyrael.gif]
"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"
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Left Alone to Thoughts. - by Shagohad - 02-15-2011, 09:14 AM
Left Alone to Thoughts. - by Shagohad - 02-15-2011, 09:42 AM
Left Alone to Thoughts. - by Shagohad - 02-16-2011, 09:28 AM

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