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Life in the Labyrinth - Ch. 2The next morning, Korena was the first to awaken. She got up and walked into the kitchen. The incandescent bulbs on the ceiling glowed a bright orange.
The Labyrinth had once been a technologically innovative place, but once the Legion appeared, scientists were either killed, or too scared to invent anything. Thus, the Labyrinth had remained the same technologically for the past century.
King Haelon, despite his valiant efforts, was never able to overcome the Legion, whose members were gifted and powerful. No doubt, the Legion was responsible for his death. The made Korena even more unhappy. With what she and her family could do, the Legion could at least be held off.
"Korena, are you awake, dear?"
"Yes mother, I was about to make breakfast."
"No, that's quite alright. I will make breakfast. You just go sit down somewhere."
"And do what, mother? I could barely sleep last night. I kept having nightmares about the Legion, King Haelon, the guards. It was horrible."
"As did I."
"You and I
Life in the Labyrinth - Ch. 1The girl sprinted forward, took a left, another left and stopped. She turned to face the right wall, the placed her left hand on its rough, stone surface. A light shot out of her hand and into the wall, suddenly outlining a door. She opened it and went in.
"Mother? I'm home. I got the eggs," she said when she shut the door behind her.
"Oh, thank you," her mother replied. Her brown and grey hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail around her slightly wrinkled face.
"Korena! Korena! Welcome home, sister." The voice could be heard before the small child appeared in the room, her blonde hair in curls around her face, bouncing as she ran toward her big sister.
Korena walked to the table of the medium sized room. The three of them, luckily, were all able to obtain separate bedrooms. In their previous living space, they had to share with another family. They had found this one after the first one was raided.
Naelinn followed Korena throughout the living area. She l
PerpetualismLet's go on like this.
Like this, forever.
Why should we change?
We're already good enough.
Good enough for eachother.
The air we breathe.
We breathe together.
BarriersOur breathing was the only sound heard. The darkness around us was closing in, yet it was a comforting sensation. It was just us, only us. Her hand in mine, we sat there, in the darkness, listening to eachother breathe. It was the closest we'd ever been, yet, we couldn't even see eachother. Sitting there, our hearts, our souls, our minds, were so close, so intimate.
We were hiding from the world and it felt great. We sat there for hours. No one was looking for us, so no one would find us. The waves of the ocean were suddenly heard, relaxing us even more. This cave was our haven.
"I love you. So much," I said to her.
"I love you, too," she replied, her voice soft.
We stood up and walked toward the opening of the cave. The moon was hidden behind the overcast sky, as were the stars.
We walked on the beach, the warm water of the ocean caressing our feet, covering our footprints. It was as if we had never even been there. The ocean was erasing all traces of our presence.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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