by ZuljinVernand » Fri Mar 21, 2003 9:11 am
"I missed you..."
The teenage boy opened his eyes and then closed them again as he felt the soft gentle caress of the womans hand over his cheek. The woman walked around him slowly, pressing her body gently against his.
"I wish we could see each other more often..."
The sounds of water trickling from the mouths of infantile cherubs, frozen in gold on a fountain, gave a relaxing atmosphere in which the youth was fully free to let go of his stresses and anxiety, to simply float on emotions.
"I wish I could stay here..."
The woman reached the front of him again. She was much older than he was, although remarkably beautiful. The only true place you could see the age on her, was in her dark sorrowful eyes that held knowledge of countless ages past.
"Why won't you let me stay?"
Her black hair hid both their faces as their lips pressed forward in a kiss.
Music enveloped them both, the sounds of small bells and gentle brass percussion music resounding throughout their ears. The music sped up slowly. You could tell that there would be a great climax. It was just like the theme from jaws. You know something was coming. You just didn't know when the beat would stop.
"I..."
The music stopped. There was nothing but silence. Absolute silence. The absense of all sound altogether.
All sound except the dying drips of water from the fountain, the trickle slowing to nothing but droplets.
...Drip...
...Drip...
...Drip...
...Drep...
...Drep...
...Drep...
...Dreep...
...Dreep...
...Dreep...
...Breep...
...Breep...
...Breep...
...Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
A hand quickly shot out from under a large bed cover, accidentaly knocking a small electronic clock from a bedside table. A muffled curse could be heard coming from a lump underneath it.
After a while the lump stirred and sat up, revealing a monster of which the likes of men would be driven insane just seeing it.
The monster turned its head to the right and looked at the two full length mirrors that covered the closets doors. It cringed and then collapsed back down onto the soft surface of the matress.
"FAUSTUS! HURRY UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" Came a yell from below.
The monster known as Faustus got up out of bed reluctantly, slipping on a bathrobe that lay on the floor. It looked in the mirror again and sighed.
"...That's a face for radio." Faustus yawned. If there was someone else in the room, they wouldn't be able to tell if Faustus was joking or being deadly serious. His tone could have passed for either.
He sighed and walked out of the rooms open door, heading down the narrow staircase that was the only entry point to his room above. He could smell the aluring scent of bacon frying nicely on a frying pan.
It was probably his mother cooking breakfast. She was always good to him. Even if she was a little too naive to think that he was still the bouncing baby boy that cried for his mommy every time he skinned his knee.
Faustus got to the bottom of the staircase just in time to look through a window at his father's car back out of the driveway. The old man was probably going to work early.
He shrugged and walked over to the breakfast table, taking a seat infront of a carefully laid place for him.
His mother walked over, pushing a few strips of bacon, from the frying pan, next to a boiled egg and toast soldiers.
"Morning, sweety. Eat fast, you have to be out of here in fifteen minutes. It's school today again, remember? You had that big test in Rune Theory today didn't you?" His mother spoke quickly, as she removed the aprove and checked her work uniform for small specks of food that may have been spat on her from cooking.
"Yeah..." Faustus replied.
"Alright, I have to go to work. I'll see you tonight at half past six tonight. I have a very important meeting with the council about cleaning up the mess around the Agress commemorative statue in main square, so I might be a little bit late, alright hon?"
"Alright..." Faustus replied.
"I'll see you tonight then!" His mother yelled out as she blinked out of sight from the kitchen before him.
Faustus grinned and stood up, carrying his plate to the bin. He pushed his right foot on the opener and watched as the lid popped open.
Suddenly the head of his mother appeared from out of thin air infront of him.
"NO WASTING FOOD! There are starving people in different dimensions that would kill for that food!" She yelled before disappearing into nothing again.
Faustus sighed and quickly scoffed down the meal where he stood. He remarked slightly on how strange this life may have seemed to many of the people he met. Not here, of course.
Still... They would have found it weird to have private and city funded schools teach Magic and Technomancy... They would have found it weird to have one teleporting mother that was deputy mayor of the city, and a father working as a policeman that was a fully blown Telepath.
Still... Not all places where like this one. Not all places where like the temporily disoassociated dimension of the sprawling city-state Lacancia.
Eons, legends told of a great man named Agress who fought against the forces of fate, drawing from power from reality itself. He was the man that changed the city forever. It was once a city in which travellers from many different dimensions used to frequent to relax and satisfy their sinful desires. He changed it from the festering heap of corruption and crime that it once was and transformed it into the seed that eventually gave birth to what it was now.
It was not unusual to get travellers that knew Agress personally or once knew him. Or maybe have even seen him on the street. The city was like a giant clock that spun in every direction of time, forwards, backwards, and occasionly even sideways.
By this time, Faustus had walked out of the door was heading down the narrow cement path that led to the White Spire on the outskirts of the city. This was were his school was. A fancy private school that didn't require its students to wear a standard uniform. A school that boasted generations of great mages of various arts, scholars, philosophers and engineers.
A voice made him slow down from his walk and eventually stop, turning around to meet the speaker that was casually walking up to him.
"Hey Faust! Another restless nights sleep?" The girl standing infront of him giggled. The started walking together towards the White Spire in the distance.
"Yeah... Those sleeping pills aren't doing me any good, Easter. I mean... It's fixing my problems, but I constantly feel tired." He explained to the girl named Easter. He purposefully kept silent about the dreams.
"Hey... It's the best I can do unless you want to go up to the head magi up at the Uni. I don't think they'd look too kindly on your little predicament."
"Easy for you to say, Easter. You didn't... Well. You didn't have to wake up in the middle of a war three nights ago, is all. I still can't stop hearing those screams from those goddam goblins and elves."
"HEY! Don't be dissing on my bretheren!"
"Sorry... I didn't mean any offense. I know your a half Elf. I just forget from time to time, you know how it is."
"Yeah. Well you didn't have to talk to a stupid bush last night for two hours did you? I swear to god my parents are driving me insane..."
"Not thrilling conversation, eh?"
"Try not a conversation at all. No matter how much they say I am supposed to be hearing plants speak to me, I can't hear them. Last weekend, I actually got caught out faking a conversation with moms prize fern. It was apparently asleep."
"Bad luck. Maybe you'll have better luck with the daisy I have on my windowsill."
"Was that supposed to be a joke?"
"Yeah... Give me a break. My sense of humors broken."
"It's been broken ever since you were diagnosed with Narcolepsy, Faust."
"At least its not as bad as the demon summoning Tourettes sydrome that Angelique in sixth level Necro-Biology has."
"True.' Easter laughed.
They stopped at the large metallic gates of the White Spire University and paused for a second, both whispering silent incantations under their breath.
After a minute they both stepped through the gates, the black metal shimmering as their bodies completely passed through them, as if the gates were never even there.
Faust looked around slowly. That's when he saw her...
His greatest weakness...