Odyssey II Ch.8 Entry: Brethren by BillBlogins, literature
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Odyssey II Ch.8 Entry: Brethren
Maya wore confusion on her face.
Paul had always been short with words; this time would be no different.
"I know everything now."
Maya watched as he floated upwards through the hole in the ceiling.
There was no time to tell her what he had seen. What it was like to die while psychically connected to another being and how, in that moment, the mind-soul rides that tether like a roller coaster searching for the end of the track. That he rode that tether through the mind of Tal'shen and then into its mother, witnessing their lives, truths and stories.
No time to explain that he knew her race, perhaps better than her. That for millennia these
Chink in the Armor
It was all quite beautiful the setting, the ceremony, the bride and groom. It looked beautiful, it smelled beautiful, and it sounded beautiful. Shell, Raph bet even the cake was gonna taste beautiful.
But he just couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out; Raph needed desperately to get away from everyone and out into the open air. He simply had to be alone.
Raphael managed to make it outside and away from his families prying eyes. He didn't want to ruin April's perfect day, but damned if he could dry the tears that had begun to course down his cheeks.
He pounded the side of his fist into the railing an
I. The Beginning
My life - such as it was at the time, nothing more than a polliwog in my mother's belly began one warm summer night when the earth's shadow momentarily obscured an overripe harvest moon.
My mother was nineteen at the time, a tiny creature with silver eyes and sun-gold hair that ran to her waist like unfurled skeins of silk. On the night in question, however, it was bound and tucked beneath a little red cap, and my mother was not my mother, but a young girl playing dress-up as a boy in order to deal cards to tourists. Still, this had not prevented her from being lured into a nearby gondola in order to talk more to the