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The Journeyman.

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The Journeyman Prologue There's a darkened sky before me There's no time to prepare Salvage a last horizon - No More Lies With a gasp, he threw himself past the surface and breathed a breath of fresh air. Panic rushed throughout his body as he found himself dragged back under. Electric yellow tendrils forked out into his vision and flickered out of existence, only to be replaced by more. He struggled against the invisible force holding him down, fighting to find his way to the surface to suck in the sweet, precious air from above. It was over in moments. The tendrils vanished, the invisible force disappeared, and the panic evaporated. It was disorientating, to have struggled so valiantly, only to be forced further down, and then to be let up again. For a moment, he let himself float on the...what was it? Water? Then why couldn't he see it or feel it? More to the point, why couldn't he see or feel anything? Chapter One Weaving a thread round your heart and your soul Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goal Ships in the night when they pass out of sight Deliver their cargo of earthly delights - Gates of Tomorrow On the twenty-fourth day of the eighteenth month of the four-hundred-and-sixtieth year since the Nicaragua pact was created on Earth, Queen Leahcar Hades of Calandia gave birth to a baby girl, Baneya. It was a day of great joy, and the streets were brought to life with the sounds of music and the movement of dancing. But it was a joy that would be short-lived. For on that same day, only a few hours later, the Queen Leahcar died. Some blamed the medical treatment; others said it was only a matter of time. But whatever their opinion, their World was thrown into turmoil, and the youngest monarch in galactic history took her place on the throne... ...read more.

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As the relaxing calm washed over his body, he felt himself slip into a deep sleep. With a gasp, he threw himself past the surface and breathed a breath of fresh air. Panic rushed throughout his body as he found himself dragged back under. Electric yellow tendrils forked out into his vision and flickered out of existence, only to be replaced by more. He struggled against the invisible force holding him down, fighting to find his way to the surface to suck in the sweet, precious air from above. It was over in moments. The tendrils vanished, the invisible force disappeared, and the panic evaporated. With tentative fear, he opened his eyes, dreading the sight of darkness around him. Instead, he found himself still in the hypnotic cavern of dreams, gliding slowly over the surface of the Lake of Infinity. Shaking himself from his strange stupor, he rolled onto his front and swam to the edge of the lake. Dragging himself from the dark waters, he glanced around him at the jagged teeth of the ceiling's mouth, threatening to devour him at any moment. The bloody sunset of colours that raced throughout the cavern stared angrily at him as he looked for a way to get out of this place. The harsh moon threw light down onto him, blinding him in his search. All he could see was the lake, and the trail of water leading from it to a solid wall. Taking a chance, he dived back into the water and immediately felt the tendrils reaching out for him again. Struggling to stay free, he swam as fast as he could towards independence. Seeing the wall rising from the waters in front of him, he gathered his last breath of fresh air and dived into the deep, dark waters. Pushing his muscles harder than he thought possible, he continued his forward struggle, lungs screaming for breath and legs crying for rest. ...read more.

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Shallow remnants of a once proud society, brought to the ground as much by dreams of freedom as by greed and envy. She did not look back. Chapter Nine To this day I guess I'll never know Just why they let me go But I'll never go dancing no more 'Til I dance with the Dead - Dance of Death The Journeyman awoke from yet another slumber. Was everything but a dream, or was this really happening? Looking around him, icy blue lights flitted throughout the trees. A trick of his mind, or the last flickers of the fires of life? He wanted to believe everything was a trick. That he would wake up and recover his identity and remember his life; alas, it was not to be. The message of the dead was all that remained of his fragmented memory. There was nothing left of his home. Everything was gone. But there was still hope to be found if he followed the sun towards the red sky of the east. He didn't know what form this hope took, or if it was real, but there was nothing more to be done. His eyes darted back to the everglades of the dead, but his legs followed a different path. He had no control over anything, not even the movements of his own body. The dead willed him to survive, edging him on to the outskirts of their world, and then trusting him to find his own way. With a final look at the everglades, he strode valiantly forwards, not knowing what awaited him. He walked on. Chapter Ten And the fragment remains of our memories And the shadows remain with our hands Deep grey came to mourn All the colour of the dawn Will this Journeyman's day be his last? - Journeyman Fleeing from nothing Bleeding wounds of empty hearts Striding toward a better future From the outskirts of death to the borders of sanity Silent whispers of freedom fought and lost Dancing with death in the infant's graves And the journey is all that survives Murray Dougall 11L 1 ...read more.

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