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blah701
/colorosizeo:22/sizeoPsizec/sizecsizeo:20/sizeoart sizec/sizeccolorc/colorc“Oh,” He flinched… again. Why did he flinch every time she walked up to him? Did he have that much to hide? Well, it was obvious that he did, because again, he looked guilty. Well, oh great Mind of Rejection, what have you been up to this time?“Good morning, Bearer. Did you sleep well?” Jernoitce asked. He stood up from the white chair that he was sitting in. White jeans, white T-shirt, and an once-white-now-quite-yellowish-brown robe on top of those… his usual attire. Jernoitce quickly pulled his hood up, covering his blood-shot eyes. Too late. She already noticed that he spent the night here.A ray of bright light came across the glass dome which Jernoitce and The Bearer was in. Another stars near the headquarters collided. Timelines were merging, and everything was out of place. And… in the eve of Apocalypse, such sight of colliding planets… stars… galaxies… was a common sight. But the glass dome was capable of shielding the light and creating a fictional background. Well, it was obvious that Jernoitce turned that particular feature off. The Bearer took careful steps towards Jernoitce.He was stargazing again. Why would he look up at the stars… that were colliding with another in a brilliant flash of light? Was he a sadist, finding pleasure in another world’s destruction? Or did he find those brilliant yet sad deaths of stars to be amusing, like fireworks? Although she was capable of speech, the Bearer liked to use roundabout method of resonating with a person's mind. She probably did this for numerous different reasons, but primarily because her voice sounded like a fully knowledgeable and mature woman that she perceived herself to be when she used this method. That and nobody will probably take her quiet, baby-like voice seriously anyways.“You are a curious one, aren’t you?” Jernoitce said. Answering question with a question… so typical of him. Jernoitce took a step, filling the gap between him and the Bearer, lifted her up, and placed her on his shoulder. Startled, the Bearer tried to express her will to let her down. However, Jernotice simply turned to the glass dome. The Bearer turned her face to Jernoitce to her him see her frown.Flash, yet another star collided with another.Tears. Tears rolling down from his cheek. Tears soon disappeared into his ill-kept beard that resembled wild grass plains that no man has treaded. How weak was his to his emotions. Again he was trying… trying to reject Apocalypse.“No, I wasn’t.” he said, “I know it is inevitable. But… to watch the destruction of the world…”Jernoitce stopped talking. He was trying, with all his might, to stop the destruction, even if it was inevitable. More tears.“Stopping the movement of the sun is within my capability,” he continued, “but when you stop one collision, another is made just as quickly. I cannot save a single star. I cannot save a single being. I cannot even save a rock from destruction. How can I be one of the Seven Instructors… when I can do so little?”Warmth. Innocent palm touched the cheek of an aged and sad face. Jernoitce flinched at the touch, then smiled. To think a small girl would try to comfort him, when she should be the one comforted for all the duties that she has left to do.“Ha ha ha ha ha,” Jernoitce laughed loudly, as if to forget the sadness that he had before, “to think that a child will wipe my tears. I am indeed too pathetic.”He reached his right arm toward the glassed dome and waved his hand to the right. The scenery of brilliant destruction was changed with simple view of bright midday, with sky blue skies and fluffy white clouds.Why did these adults shelter her so? She saw the world beyond the dreamy scenery of fiction. The sky was nothing like that. Such skies existed in her great, great, great… a long time ago. She knew that atmospheres didn’t exist in this dying planet anymore, yet they still insisted to protect her from “visual harm” with these factionary pictures. She hated it.Even if nobody else noticed… well, Craveh didn’t care. Nothing emotional seemed to pass through Craveh, the Mind of Archive, anyways. The only reason that Craveh gave her, the Bearer, a hug every day was because of good parenting book that Craveh read. Craveh said that emotions got in the way of logic. And this was the reason why Craveh fought a lot with Jernoitce. They were the most opposite out of all the seven. “Rejection” after all, was a fiction created by emotional desires. Even if nobody else noticed, Jernoitce would have known this truth, that she was no longer as innocent as she was in the past. Yet Jernoitce still insisted… in fact, Jernoitce fought harder than anyone else to keep this fictional world intact.Jernoitce didn’t answer. No, he couldn’t answer. Craveh said that Jernoitce awakened his powers after the death of his two sons. Perhaps he considers her as a replacement… replacement of his two lost children. Jernoitce was indeed the most fatherly… and the most protective. That is why she came to him today. She didn’t want to learn anymore. She was scared. But nobody would listen… but maybe… maybe Jernoitce would listen to her pleas and send her far, far away… with her parents… to a land where they can quietly see the end of this world.~*~*~*~*~*~
EternalLurker
Other than the need for a little editing to deal with typos like those, this is...genuinely pretty good.o_OEDIT: Oh, gotcha, the italics is Craveh speaking telepathically. Makes more sense
blah701
I can explain now, but it would do much better for future readers that I fixed the pronoun problem... what a major pain and error I have...Thanks for head up, EL. I'll tell you right now, though, that Craveh doesn't talk at all, in both mind and body, in this passage. Craveh has more of... monotone type of dialogue. She doesn't use fancy, roll-the-tongue-highland accent.EDIT: I added an extra paragraph... hopefully that helped, but it takes away the mysterious element of the passage... but since I did introduce Craveh in the story, it is necessary.Oh and in every chapter, at least, for awhile, I plan to make every first part a story of the past, when the Bearer was still 3. That will help the readers somewhat as EVERYONE tries to guess who the fudge the Bearer is in the current timeline. That will also help me introduce all the Seven as well. Well, I'm off to edit some of the Glossary!Oh and for EL's sake... the telepathy is from Bearer to Jernoitce. Only two is in the story, and the passage is told from 3rd person narration limited omnipotence from the Bearer's point of view. So in other words... you will know EVERYTHING that passed through the Bearer's head while she was conversing with Jernoi
EternalLurker
h, I thought Craveh was the Bearer's name. You just kinda start randomly talking about Craveh out of nowhere. THAT'S the part that was rather confus
blah701
orry, Craveh is Previous of Archive, or Mind of Archive. She is one of the Seven Instructors.... maybe I should make that cl
EternalLurker
ou could just mention it in a sentence right after explaining how Rejection is related to emotion. Or in the same sente
