Nikolas hunched over the workbench and an open watch. Gears surrounded the watch as a halo. The second hands ticks stretched out echoing wrongly. Too little time. A last tick resounded as the door clicked open echoing the noise.
Decisions
“Yes.” Perdyn said. Her voice softening as she grabbed Sorrel’s arm shoving him away from Calder. Wise choice.
Out
Rylee’s muscles jerked involuntarily, shoving her into a sitting position as her heart thudded. Grabbing fistfuls of her blanket, she stared blindly straining for sounds in the darkness. Nothing.
Pixies and Bones
The metal was cool as I grasped the handle. Odd since until a few moments ago it had been bathed in pixie flames. “Of course. Those were illusions. I could have walked past any time,” I grumbled.
“Mmm, I wouldn't go that far,” A voice said beside me ear. Twisting my head, I looked cross-eyed at the creature plopping down on my shoulder. I opened my mouth but she cut me off. “You convinced me of the im-por-tance of your errand.” She stressed each syllable flippantly.
The Prize
May opened her fan. If the day wasn't going to provide a breeze she'd try whipping up the heat drunk air herself.
“Scorching, isn't it?” Eula said idly.
“Hmm,” May hummed without commitment. She glanced over the plain the stands viewed. Yes, there was the trail of steam headed this way.
Nadia
Everything about her was a lie. Oh, how I hated it.
She strode through the club oblivious to me, lights beating to the music. Though how the Zemt called this music I’ll never understand. Aliens.
The merits or lack thereof weren’t today’s concern.
My Son
I stood with an arm around my wife's shoulders as we waited at the city gates. The guard inspecting us stared between me and my wife. “He's not your son.”
Skittering
“Kev?” Static buzzed from the speaker in response. “Kev?” I tried again swallowing the lump in my throat. Static again. They had him. I glanced around the room desperate. Nothing was here that could help though. Only if Kev had reached his position. But he hadn't.
Rumbling
As a rumble built I resisted the urge to look. Staring at the train belching steam and rumbling toward you wouldn’t get you out of the way. Nor would my lollygagging or gawking. Rose’s screams to hurry from the plane’s cockpit weren’t particularly helpful either.
Fireworks
The sun disappeared below the ground and the sky erupted with light. I and down the street I saw people turn to look up, pointing and smiling. If the Engineer Corps had any say, and we did, tonight’s display would be amazing. I refused to look up though. I should have been with them. Not stuck down here.
