Another Mosaic Of Soon-To-Be...

Six months and counting...

"I'm at the controls of The Endless Sunrise - I seem to know what I'm doing - and... and I think I'm running away from something. There... there's a voice inside my head, but I can't hear what it's saying. I feel as though I should listen, let him speak, but I'm so scared..."

"I'm in Dominion, standing on a rock floating in space, and The LifeStar fills the sky. I gaze into the heart of it, but the light doesn't blind me, or harm me in any way. I sense it can never do that - and that's when I start to cry..."

"I'm on the observation deck of what I think is Dominion Two, gazing out onto what appears to be interdimensional space. Something is moving against the void, something huge, dark and terrible, and for a moment, I actually feel scared. That's not the worst of it, however; I also feel alone, so terribly alone, as though someone or something has torn the heart out of me..."

"I'm home. I should be happy, as I stand in the new Grove Of Perspectives, but the longer I stand there, the more familiar faces walk past, and smile back at me, I realise this is a world I can no longer be a part of. My future lies elsewhere, and my purpose is a long way from being fulfilled..."

"I've never felt so numb, so helpless. So angry. My heart is torn in two, burning with the intense pain of loss, and disbelief. Despite that, the strongest feeling I have is the desire for revenge, no matter what the cost. I can't be hurt any more than I already have been..."

"It's gone. It's all gone... but anyone who thinks I'm finished is going to be in for a big surprise. I've learned from the best - and there'll be a time when they all look up to me. They'll do that, or be ground into the dirt under my heels. The pieces are already in place for me to begin, plans already in motion, and The Horde will rise anew..."

"I'm at the controls of The Endless Sunrise, plotting a course - a rapid escape vector, with no set destination, but somehow, I feel as though as I'm not properly in control, somehow, my hands aren't exactly my own. I think I can hear a voice, but it's inside my head, not in my ears - and when I look up, I catch sight of my reflection in one of the display panels. However, the face that looks back at me isn't my own - it's Mariella's, and she's terrified...

"The point of origin of the course - I think I can remember it. The Aragayne Sector..."

Coming soon.

Inspired by the television series Flash Forward.

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- Posted on 15.11.2009 at 17:52 -

Previously...
Another Mosaic Of Soon-To-Be... - 15.11.2009
The Traveller: Old Friends, New Friends - Epilogue - 03.09.2009
The Traveller: Old Friends, New Friends - Chapter 6 - 01.09.2009
The Traveller: Old Friends, New Friends - Chapter 5 - 30.08.2009
The Traveller: Old Friends, New Friends - Chapter 4 - 28.08.2009