“What were you thinking? You should put those tongues of yours in the right place before you get yourself into trouble.” Catherine was saying as they finally walked back into the tent. Vick, Ygon and Meyla were no longer in the tent, which was a surprise because they had not left the tent ever since. For fear of the Founders. Catherine had also heard a whisper from Ygon as she narrated her concern to her friend. To Ygon, the founders reminded her of the Darkeel, and she had vowed to remain within the tent until the first light before they decided to leave the Founder’s camp. But where in the nine Rings were they?
“Kristen Is my friend.”
“Oh yeah, one you just met some hours ago.”
“No,” Damian shook his head, “I understand your co
It was the morning hours of the fifth month, three years since she left the safety of her home, to find solace in the confines of the wall. Three years was short, yet not a day has passed without her staring blankly at the calendar, wishing that the date could run fast enough. That they had refused her visit from her father in her second year had added more salts to her injury. She was homesick and needed to get as far away from these walls as possible. The things she once found exciting had become boring and flat. From her training to her class exercise. It was a repetition, everything. The same books, the same songs, the same training and the same people. It was all a repetition, an endless cycle of stupidity and foolishness. It’s no wonder why some of the students were beginning to commit suicide. Some of them had been told they were not good enough. And the environment is not encouraging either. It would be a miracle to find a
EVERYTHING IS PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL when seen from a different perspective. From this vintage, Nina could see everywhere and everything at the same time. The world rose and fell, mountains, metals, forests, hills and valleys, buildings and every structure that made up the earth. They were all tiny in her eyes, a fragment that depicts how fragile the world could be. From this level, she could also see the vast water bodies that stretched from Bel Haven to the far side of Ekron and then disappeared when they got to Fair Haven, just some distance from Freetown, her school. The sun also walked on everything and everywhere, but began to fade towards the far side of the world, towards the direction of the weeping wall. It was strange and amazing at the same time, especially since the contrast gave the world a color that made it beautiful and charming."What are these purple smokes in the air?" 
The smell of alcohol continued to hang in the air, giving the room a hospital whiff. Tina sat on the chair nearby and was tending to Carlos' wound again. Their fight with the gang members had not gone without a scratch. She had a little cut on her shoulder, but it was a flesh wound. Carlos was the one in a critical state. He had been shot on his left side and had lost too much blood. She would have taken him to the hospital, but that would be risky as it would only lead to questions being asked. And he was a wanted man. A notorious criminal. Tina had taken off the bullet. She had masterfully stitched them some days earlier and now she was removing the wire on the suture to avoid infection. Carlos could not say if she had worked in the hospital or the army. She had perfected the skill so much that he was barely feeling any pain. How was she doing it? Carlos hissed, looking the other way. He hadn't asked the girl where she had gathered the skill. He was not going to ask her, maybe anot
“My brother?” Carlos repeated. The words were resonating in his ears and caused the hair on his skin to stand. What does she mean? Was this some kind of joke? Was Tina trying to play with his intelligence? His brother was dead. He had been dead for over twenty years now. There had been no news. And he was sure his brother had died since he had searched for him for ten years. What kind of trick was Tina trying to pull?“We found him,” She added, and slowly slouched on the seat. There was sadness on the edges of her skin as if she had said something she was not meant to say. “I was sent to find you as well. That’s why I had taken the position of the waitress in the pub, knowing that you would be there at the right time.”“That’s absurd, Tina. I rarely go to that pub.” Carlos’ eyebrow
It was the evening of the tenth day, three weeks after they had left the arena back in Terah. The party continued to match through the world of dust and heat, hoping to get to the other side of the desert before nightfall. There was no forest as far as the eyes could see, just the dune of dust, stretching towards the horizon until they were almost touching the gray clouds. The sun kept sitting over their heads, but its heat had become soft in their touch, posing no threat to their travels. There has been a time when there were about two moons and one sun, all appearing at the same time. It had come as a surprise to Damian, even though the founders happened to be unfazed by the change at that time. According to Catherine, she had claimed that they were not on earth, and were on an undisclosed planet, whose activity affected the universe at large. Damian was finding it hard to believe, especially since they had told him his brother was he
Home to the founders was carved inside the body of a tree trunk, large that it could contain three aeroplanes if placed side by side. There were at least sixty-two such trees and counting. Green and vitality canopy the roof, creating shadows on the streets below. Somehow, it had been miraculously arranged to fit as a wall on the entrance, while forming a circle inside what they had called a city. Well, it was indeed a city. Aside from the house of trees and their trunk, the Founders seem to have a taste of civilization. There were traffic lights, music, tiled magnetic road and advanced electric billboards. Hover cars and Bostrich roamed the streets as they transport the citizens to their various destinations. There were hovering skateboards as well, each circulating the sky and from this distance, they looked like flies on metal cars. The cars were unique and were different from those back in Bel Haven. Its body was a circle ring, stream
The noise from the founders had quieted down, replaced now with a silence that could only be found in a ghost town. Even the courtroom looked empty and gloomy, from the tongue of light that created circular shadows. One look and one would think the room is empty; there were at least sixty-five thousand Founders who had gathered here, to witness this once-in-a-lifetime event. According to Catherine, the founders had a legend and prophecy in their land. It was a lost legend that would shape their lives and restore the balance to their nation. But after so many years, some of them were beginning to lose hope in the prophecy. Some have called it a joke and would laugh it away whenever it was mentioned. That was the reason why so many believers were enthusiastic. The unbelievers, well, they still held that doubt in their faces. Nothing about them has changed much.Kristen sat among the audience, b
Numerous hoverbikes and air shuttles covered the air as the parade continued through the streets. It was almost impossible to see the rays of the morning sun which sat in the sky like a yellow lens. The palace guards had taken the front and the rear, leaving the side and the middle to the able hands of the garrison. They were heavily armed, and their watchful eyes were attentive to pick out any possible threat. They kept watching the tall buildings, the streets and the crowd. It was the best they could do, they were the best in their jobs, and times like this call for their attention and professionalism. This was one of its kind. It was the golden jubilee of the Emperor, 50 years since he sat on the throne and ruled the nine rings with power and a rod of fire. Compared to his predecessors, he was an angel, but none of them had lived up to his age. None had sat on the throne this long and none had conquered more kingdoms or held so much p