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Authors: Laura Watson
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hours, frozen in place, bathed in a brilliant white glow, his eyes vacantly staring out into space and time.
After the sixth hour of Mikel's strange
transformation, Pate was becoming really worried. He tapped his fingers restlessly against the viewing glass window in a steady beat that was driving Sarah nuts.
“We have to get him away from that Brancher,” Pate told Samel, “I'm afraid of what it might be doing to him.” Samel looked over at Pate and shook his head slowly back and forth in a surprisingly human like gesture. “Don't you touch him, Pate,” Samel warned him, an ominous tone in his otherwise quiet voice.
“Mikel said that he would be alright, and we are going to wait for him to get back, and that is that.”
Pate didn't want to argue with Samel. Samel was his superior and his elder, and in both respects had earned his obedience, as Mikel had, but Pate was now torn between the obedience he felt for Mikel and for Samel. He couldn't just stand here and let that being take Mikel where they couldn't find him or help him.
Pate's mind raced to the thousands of different outcomes that might occur if he disobeyed Samel and just walked over to where Mikel stood, stuck like glue to the Brancher, and pushed him away from it. “Don't do it.” Samel warned, the ominous tone in his voice magnifying his growing impatience for Pate's thoughts.
“You do not want to face what awaits you if you disobey me,” he added.
Pate drummed his fingers nervously on the
viewing window as Samel began pacing the room, his eyes locked with Pate's. They tuned Sarah out of their conversation and stood face to face at the viewing window. A battle of wills was being raged between them. All was silent in Mikel's living space, and Sarah stared at the two beings as they conversed.
The air had become charged with an electrifying sensation and the faint smell of an electric charge drifted into Sarah's nose. She turned to look at Mikel, and saw that the glow from the Brancher had faded and was only visible on the hand that Mikel still had placed on it. As she watched, the luminous glow faded away completely and Mikel was present in her mind again.
His voice held a quality that she did not
immediately understand or recognize. He sounded different , she thought. His voice sounded fuller, richer, wiser, more experienced than it had over six hours ago.
It was as if she had not heard his voice for eons, for ages. “Sarah,” Mikel began, and then noticed Samel and Pate by the viewing window.
Mikel walked over to where the two still stood face to face, deep in conversation, or battle, or perhaps now reaching an understanding. He stood with them for ten minutes before he finally addressed Sarah again.
Sarah watched this with genuine curiosity. It fascinated her how they were able to talk like that, silent and privately, without ever opening their mouths.
Although she, herself had been doing the very same thing, it was still fascinating to watch it actually taking place.
After ten minutes, Mikel walked away from his two friends and over to where Sarah stood watching them. “What happened Mikel?” Sarah asked, “Is everything alright?” She nodded towards Samel and Pate, who now faced them.
“You can ask me, you know,” Samel broke in irritatedly, “I'm standing right here.” “Leave her alone,”
Mikel responded quickly to Samel. “She was speaking to me, not you.” “Yes. Of course, Mikel,” Samel answered quietly, his voice had lost its' ominous quality since Mikel's return.
“Sarah, there was just a disagreement between the two of them. Everything has been sorted out, and everything is fine.” Mikel reassured her. “Pate will be punished for his disobedient thoughts.” Mikel saw the way Sarah frowned when he told her Pate was to be punished and quickly added, “but it will be nothing he cannot bear, so stop worrying, alright?”
She is too young. Mikel thought. She is too alien, to ever understand why Pate's
After the sixth hour of Mikel's strange
transformation, Pate was becoming really worried. He tapped his fingers restlessly against the viewing glass window in a steady beat that was driving Sarah nuts.
“We have to get him away from that Brancher,” Pate told Samel, “I'm afraid of what it might be doing to him.” Samel looked over at Pate and shook his head slowly back and forth in a surprisingly human like gesture. “Don't you touch him, Pate,” Samel warned him, an ominous tone in his otherwise quiet voice.
“Mikel said that he would be alright, and we are going to wait for him to get back, and that is that.”
Pate didn't want to argue with Samel. Samel was his superior and his elder, and in both respects had earned his obedience, as Mikel had, but Pate was now torn between the obedience he felt for Mikel and for Samel. He couldn't just stand here and let that being take Mikel where they couldn't find him or help him.
Pate's mind raced to the thousands of different outcomes that might occur if he disobeyed Samel and just walked over to where Mikel stood, stuck like glue to the Brancher, and pushed him away from it. “Don't do it.” Samel warned, the ominous tone in his voice magnifying his growing impatience for Pate's thoughts.
“You do not want to face what awaits you if you disobey me,” he added.
Pate drummed his fingers nervously on the
viewing window as Samel began pacing the room, his eyes locked with Pate's. They tuned Sarah out of their conversation and stood face to face at the viewing window. A battle of wills was being raged between them. All was silent in Mikel's living space, and Sarah stared at the two beings as they conversed.
The air had become charged with an electrifying sensation and the faint smell of an electric charge drifted into Sarah's nose. She turned to look at Mikel, and saw that the glow from the Brancher had faded and was only visible on the hand that Mikel still had placed on it. As she watched, the luminous glow faded away completely and Mikel was present in her mind again.
His voice held a quality that she did not
immediately understand or recognize. He sounded different , she thought. His voice sounded fuller, richer, wiser, more experienced than it had over six hours ago.
It was as if she had not heard his voice for eons, for ages. “Sarah,” Mikel began, and then noticed Samel and Pate by the viewing window.
Mikel walked over to where the two still stood face to face, deep in conversation, or battle, or perhaps now reaching an understanding. He stood with them for ten minutes before he finally addressed Sarah again.
Sarah watched this with genuine curiosity. It fascinated her how they were able to talk like that, silent and privately, without ever opening their mouths.
Although she, herself had been doing the very same thing, it was still fascinating to watch it actually taking place.
After ten minutes, Mikel walked away from his two friends and over to where Sarah stood watching them. “What happened Mikel?” Sarah asked, “Is everything alright?” She nodded towards Samel and Pate, who now faced them.
“You can ask me, you know,” Samel broke in irritatedly, “I'm standing right here.” “Leave her alone,”
Mikel responded quickly to Samel. “She was speaking to me, not you.” “Yes. Of course, Mikel,” Samel answered quietly, his voice had lost its' ominous quality since Mikel's return.
“Sarah, there was just a disagreement between the two of them. Everything has been sorted out, and everything is fine.” Mikel reassured her. “Pate will be punished for his disobedient thoughts.” Mikel saw the way Sarah frowned when he told her Pate was to be punished and quickly added, “but it will be nothing he cannot bear, so stop worrying, alright?”
She is too young. Mikel thought. She is too alien, to ever understand why Pate's
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