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The Boat

The sun slips down below the curved horizon, painting a path of glowing tangerine across the dark blue sea, illuminating a three-metre diameter inflatable boat bobbing around on the choppy water. Sixteen people are sitting in a circle, their backs pressed against the sides of the fragile vessel. Fourteen of them have their eyes closed. Several of the sleepers are sliding down where they sit, slumping onto the next one’s shoulder; muttering in their sleep; drooling. The fifteenth is beside a small engine, bought from fishermen, holding limply onto the miniature wheel. But he’s not steering and the engine is…

The fallen ones

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I watch the potential threads light up as they stretch between us, one beginning to solidify as she raises her hands. I reach out to touch it, to sense what this binding would yield, just as Taros steps in front of me. The threads unravel and fade. What a pity.

“That’s enough!” he yells, forearms thrown wide, palms raised at each of us, though he looks pointedly at me. His lower set remain clenched at his sides, creating an arcing line of tension through his frame.

“Come on! It was just gettin’ interestin’!” Callista calls from where he’s reclining in an ornate chair, one he has obviously conjured at some point for his own comfort and grandeur. His feet are propped up on the table, eyes bouncing avidly between Acara and I.

Star

The sky was like a painting by a master artist, with strokes of brilliant orange and pink blending seamlessly together with vibrant colours of orange and pink as the sun slowly descended behind the towering buildings. The sound of drums and bells echoed all over the city, growing louder with each passing moment, signalling the arrival of the Atlantis twelve families. As the anticipation for the celebration heightened, the atmosphere inside the castle grew increasingly tense, with everyone bustling around to ensure everything was in order. The guests arrived in their finest attire, each dressed to impress. Some of the men wore two-piece robes, the skirt tied with a long tie that covered an opening and showed the legs up to the knee. They completed their outfits with a top tiara on their head, which added a regal touch. Meanwhile, the women wore elegant gowns and dresses made of the most exquisite fabrics.

The unique fabric they wore was a special weave that changed colours depending on the light that shone upon it. As the guests moved from the bright ballroom to the dimly lit garden, their dresses transformed from a deep shade of blue to bright and vibrant rainbow colours, and other dresses turned from a beautiful shade of lavender to a soft shade of pink as she stepped into the light.  It was as if they were enveloped in a cloud of colour that shifted and changed with every step they took.

The Dawn of Earth’s Twilight – Chapter 1

California Institute of Technology, LIGO2 facility, Hanford site, Washington State“Oh, my giddy aunt, waaay-ting,” Doctor Aurélie Amadi sang at her screen while drumming her fingers on her desk. While she waited for her results, she was watching the sailboats far below on the lake made by a Moaik Kinetic Energy Weapon when it ploughed into the Hanford Campus of Caltech’s Laser Interferometer Gravitational Observatory – LIGO – fifty-five years earlier and wishing she could be there in her tiny dinghy, cares left behind, just her, the wind, and the waves.As lead researcher of the LIGO2 project, Aurélie was familiar with…

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