SparksInTheNight - Page 2

We drive away on another glider. This one has fake seats that we have to hide under, so that it looks like the glider is empty. Even though we're driving in the dead of night, we have to be extra cautious.

It's hot and stuffy and awkward and annoying. It hurts, and I'm still hungry, folded like a fetus beside Finn and Elsa. I count down the seconds. The seconds until I have water. The seconds until I have food. The seconds until I can get out of this car. The seconds until I'm free, properl... Read Full Chapter

We try to run. We take off, hand in hand, away from the wreckage of the two flyers. Across the green field. But the Harrisons glide up to us on their hoverboards and they hold us down.

Arden calls the police as we struggle in vain to get free.

And after that we are loaded into the back of a police glider. We are given collars that will knock us unconscious if we try to escape. But thankfully, besides that we are unshackled. It's a bit of dignity that I did not deserve to get.

"I'm sorry,"... Read Full Chapter

It's the last day of school before the summer months start. It's a bitter day. A melancholy day. And yet the sun shines brightly and the grass is green as if nothing is wrong. And I have to pretend that nothing is wrong.

"Finally! Summer has arrived!" Arden exclaims in the shower. And I smile brightly, and hope it reaches my eyes.

"Yes!" I reply, "this is so great! Isn't it?"

"Oh absolutely! No more school for two months!"

"For two whole months. That's a nice long time."

"And I get to d... Read Full Chapter

Finally, it was time for the battle. Ryan blew his horn, loud and echoing throughout all the lands everywhere, signalling that the battle had begun. And the two great armies faced each other. And they began their final showdown. They had courage in their hearts and determination in their souls. They had resolve in their spirits. And the Yemars had selflessness in their bodies and hope in their minds.

On the side of the Uzras all the Uzras loyal to Karkion and their allies fought. There was ... Read Full Chapter

After years and years and years, finally the plans for the final battle had come to fruition. Finally, all the Yemars, living and dead, were ready for battle. They had their weapons forged in fire and they had their warriors forged in suffering and love and hope and hatred. They had their plans ready, their ranks were organized, were equal, and their hearts were courageous and resolved for the battle to come. But they couldn’t proceed without all of their warriors.

Mamon was still trapped i... Read Full Chapter

Meanwhile Aldo and Sakava grieved the loss of another parent. They hurt even more than they were hurting before. And they grew into strong, broken, radiant, tortured, kind young adults. And they continued serving the Uzras, for that was what they had to do.

One day Aldo and Sakava were on a voyage with Thrash and his household. They were far out at sea, with land not being anywhere in sight. They were full of rage and pain, and felt as if they were a part of the sea itself, with all its unpr... Read Full Chapter

And so the days turned into years and Navee and Amnee got older. Mamon had to hold their tongue, hold their tongue, and hold their tongue in front of the Uzras. And Mamon had to go along with the Uzras and their plans and their demands and their cruelty.

And Mamon couldn’t take it anymore. They had had enough.

The Uzras were having a grand party at the mansion of Varli, a Yemar who had betrayed his side and was loyal to and privileged by the Uzras. There, they were drinking and feasting a... Read Full Chapter

And so life continued. Karkion’s youngest child Amnee got raised by Mamon and Naia just as Thrash was. And this child was a sweet young thing, just as Thrash used to be. And she was even friends with Navee, who was about the same age as her. Naia and Mamon had great hopes for this child. Though they knew that they shouldn’t get their hopes up. They saw what had happened to Thrash.

One day Mamon was running away from Thrash, who had gotten it in his mind to beat them. Mamon was running as fa... Read Full Chapter

Now Sakava was the personal servant of Thrash’s wife Tovera. And Tovera was very radiantly beautiful. This was because she never had to get herself dirty and sweaty with work. This was because she could afford the most intricately-prepared mix of herbs and plants and honeys to wash her face and her body snd her hair in. All prepared by Sakava of course. Tovera was beautiful because she had the time and the resources to take a hot bath every day. And she could sit around having her long hair b... Read Full Chapter