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Letters to a king; It started with a whisper
Topic Started: Jan 10 2013, 05:16 PM (218 Views)
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The wandering dreamer
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My name is Anthony Stargiver. I know this may sound strange but... I'm not over 5000 years old. Over that time I have died no less then 24 times Today I am 18 on my 25th rebirth and I reside at the end of time. The end of time is a small cafe floating over the abyss. Folks that don't need to exist but aren't ready to die come here. There are lots of kind folks there all kinds really. I myself am a being called a Human. A very proud and stubborn lot they think very highly of themselves and never back down from a challange easily one of the most destructive yet creative and wonderfully curious races to ever exist. But they are all gone now I'm the last one until I pick a new form. My true state is that of a creature called a Gerchi. We are faceless save for a pair of eyes long thing ears white skin whip like tails and 3 digets on our hands and and legs our legs split apart like a Tripod until they are off the ground where they follow the same paw like look our hands do. Why am I human? Unlike humans Gerchis don't see with our eyes we see with our minds in colors and textures I see textures instead of shapes it's rather unsettling so I stay to my borrowed human form whenever possible. It's the only form I've mastered anyway. My last adventure that I can remember began on Skyday. WE don't have days of the week here we have days of the Weather we got Sunny day Rain day Sky day where it's clear star day where the starry sky appears all day long and so on. Anyway it all started on a Sky day...

Chapter 1

Whispers in the mist

I stretch and yawn I had spent the night going over the 1000 Terrabyte hard drive of the complete internet part one of 10. At the end of time the internet didn't exist anymore of course but thankfully one of the scholars that existed here made it's their lives work to download the entire internet before his was accepted to the out of time cafe. They are of a strange species I don't know about so I can't really tell which gender it is and it's voice doesn't help either but it's very friendly and as long as you want to learn it's willing to show it's materials. While I call it cafe it was more of a boarding house built around the cafe. I looked out my window and saw the endless plane around the cafe had taken on the look of the sky and a clear day. Good after 3 consecutive Plasma storm days I'm sure everybeing would be out and about today.

"Okay time to get some breakfast" I thought as I opened the window al lthe way and stepped out of it my foot coming down and attaching to the side of the building as I walked down the wall toward the ground.

I wasn't the only one defying gravity this morning two Minotaurs were getting into a fist fight over who got to guard the cafe vault that afternoon. When you live at the end of time sometimes you got to fight for the right to do even the most mundane of choirs or jobs. It helped to keep us from going stir crazy yet dispite doing the same things day after day none of us truly got bored it was a funny kinda purgatory that way.

Touching down on the ground floor I went inside the cafe where a creature with countless tentacle like limbs was unpacking and sorting mail was whispering to it's self. We love mail here letters pop up when people throught time and space send letters that never arrive at their destination. Letters to say Santa Clause show up a lot guess who gets those? Well it was after Christmas time wise which is about the only time I get mail so I was surprised when Legion (The mail creature.) Hands me a scroll.

"I hope it's not Shakesphere again I can't read his handwriting." I replied as I took the scroll and thanked Legion sitting down at a nearby table I ordered a hot cocoa and opened the scroll.

Dear Anthony

I know you don't remember me but I knew your mother a long time ago. If it's not to much trouble could I ask you for advice? If you accept just write your respose on the blank scroll and burn it.

Yours Truly

Celestia


Celestia... now there is a name I've heard before but I can't place it still needing something to do I picked up the blank scroll that came with the main one and scribbled down a reply that I would answer her questions then burned it on the candle on my table while I waited for my cocoa.
Edited by Anthony, Jan 10 2013, 06:43 PM.
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