Chapter 14 “Are you sure it’s this way?” Asked Brownie doubtfully as they walked up the gradual incline that seemed to get higher and higher. the three of them looked a weathered motley crew as they followed the steps that passed innocently by the ancient stone piles that were periodically assembled by the wayside? It […]
Chapter 13 Oh, sweet silence, where is thy sting? What is the make-up of a person is it the deeds we do in life? Or is it the experiences we share through lovingly told anecdotes, ponder then are we able to choose our own future, or does society itself dictate the heights we can aspire […]
Chapter 12. The forest edge, at the woodcutter’s station. The two pottered about the small encampment, keeping themselves busy. Brownie mulled over the events of the previous 48 hours; it was hard to digest, like something out of a horror movie, it made her head hurt thinking about it. The dusk was encroaching again, and […]
Chapter 11 Sadness prevailed over the sleepy village of Mārin, on every corner there were little candles placed in memorium for those that had fallen. Mothers wept salty tears for their sons that would never again return home. Fathers grieved for their Daughters, no longer would they feel their tiny hands pressed into theirs, or […]
Chapter 8 Eulin felt slightly peccant as he flew away. He had missed the feeling of flying, the wind beneath his wings, spreading his primaries to the air, feeling them ruffle back and forth in the turbulence of the wind. This was indeed his first long flight since his accident. It felt good; it was […]
Chapter 6 It had been 33 days and 33 nights …companionship with Kay & Eulin, had grown gradually as time went on, they seemed to trust her, she had learned a lot about the pair of them and the unique Martian customs and its culture, its little quirks and eccentricities. Eulin enjoyed singing early in […]
Chapter 5 After the laughter had died down, the three of them began to slowly scramble to their feet, shrugging off their aches and pains they reoriented themselves “let’s get this door closed!” Kay said as he pushed the door too and slid the bolts home. Brownie felt positively bedraggled, dusty and damp she cast […]
Chapter 4 It was the 520th day; this year had been irksome the winter months had been too cold, and the snow had fallen relentlessly, pearling onto people’s roof terraces and by the sides of the promenade, the last piles of snow turning from pink to dark grey blobs. The spring had been far too […]