A smile crept
over my face. That would be the ideal scenario; a new Earth, wiped clean of all
mankind’s cruel inventions. We stood there for a few more minutes, each of us
contemplating what Marla had just said. It was a solemn moment in which we all
reflected on the changes that had occurred in our lives in the past three
months.
“I wonder if
we missed something” Toya said, breaking the silence, “By staying here I mean.
What if we were supposed to move on to something else?” She turned to the rest
of us and I could see the worry etched into her face.
“I think
we’ve all thought about that” Old Mal added, “the thing is people are afraid of
change, even if it is a change in location.” Marla nodded in agreement. They
had all lived around Docklands before the darkness struck, just like me. The
rest of the group had trickled in from surrounding suburbs. It was Tod who
spoke up next.
“You can
think like that only because you haven’t been out there” he pointed towards the south, “We travelled up and down the
coast before we settled here and I can tell you now like I’ve told you before,
there’s nothing better than here. No military camps, nobody to tell you how to
behave, just a bunch of savages on looting sprees.”
“That can’t
be everything though. What if there is some base camp somewhere, something
organised and tactical. My brother and I came down to the coast hoping to find
the navy, but what if we just when in the wrong direction?” Owen chimed in.
“Another
direction? You mean like the country? Pfft, what the fucks going to be in the
country that couldn’t have been organised in the city!” Jack said
sarcastically.
“Think about
it” Owen ploughed on, “all this destruction, these black holes, everything bad
seems to be happening around urban areas.” Their conversation continued, back
and forth back and forth. I stood to the side and let it all sink into my
consciousness. Owen was right of course, the country would be the safest place,
if there were a place where humans had gathered in large numbers it would be in
the least urbanised and most natural of places. There the Mother would protect
them, if they were pure of heart of course.
Just the thought of being surrounded by luscious
green grass with warm rays of sunlight beating down on my face made me shudder
with pleasure. In my heart I knew though that that was not where I was meant to
be. My destiny lay here, amongst the rubble, where I would pave the way for
fields of greenery.
“What do you
think Evelyn?” Fins asked me.
“Hmm about
what?” I turned to him.
“About making
a trip to the outback?” I laughed. I couldn’t help myself it was such a
childish question.
“The outback?
If by the outback you mean the mountains then I think that’s a great idea. You wouldn’t
survive a day in the Australian country side without supplies. It’s all dry
flat land and shrubbery!” I couldn’t stop laughing. I was aware of the fact
that everyone was looking at me strangely, but frankly I couldn’t care less.
Every landscape was the Mother’s pride and joy, but some were only meant to be
inhabited by sand snakes and ants.
“The
mountains aren’t a bad idea” Owen cut in. He was all concerned chivalry, taking
me by the elbow and standing slightly in front of me—possibly trying to conceal
my erratic behaviour.
“Why
would we want to go and live in the forest when we have all these comforts
here?” Old Mal asked indicating the shipping containers.
“All
these comforts are going to run out. You’ll be left with your shipping
container full of useless technology and empty water bottles. If we went into the
mountains we could find natural spring water!” You could see everyone catching
onto the idea.
“Better
yet” I stepped forward, “Why don’t we find a Melbourne Water reservation? There
are huge lakes of fresh water surrounded by relatively urban areas, you could
continue to raid for food and never have to worry about water supplies ever
again.” I could tell Owen was surprised. I was personally surprised that no one
had considered the option before. It just goes to show how complacent people
can be when bottled and canned goods are just a short walk away.
I had my own reasons for suggesting the water
reserves. They would keep these impure people away from the truly saved humans
who were probably being sheltered in the mountains. I cursed myself for even
mentioning the possibility of survival in the forests. I was so caught up in
the absurd suggestion of travelling into the bushland that I didn’t filter
myself.
Suddenly a
whole array of conflicting emotions erupted from inside me. I liked these
people, I wanted them to survive this, but what if the Mother didn’t? If she
had they would have disappeared with all the others. Was I going against her
wishes? I clutched my head and groaned in pain. Flashes of Her past clouded my
vision. It felt like she was trying to show me the answer, but I was so
overwhelmed that all I saw clearly were stars. I felt Owen taking hold of me,
but the pain was building to an unbearable crescendo. The last thing I
remembered was looking into Owens eyes and seeing the faintest specks of colour
within his irises.
I awoke
on the ground. A sharp rock was digging into my spine and I groaned as I
shifted positions. For a moment I thought my vocal emission of pain came out
too loud, but then
I realised the grating and groaning sound was all around me. I sat up and
instantly scooted back. It looked the bridge was about
to fall on top of me. I was in almost the same place as when I had
fainted, just slightly further back and away from the water. Toya, Marla and
Old Mal were standing behind me with their necks craned upwards. I followed
their gaze until I locked onto two figures moving fairly quickly up the access
ladder of one of the 90 metre high silver towers.
“Is that…” I
trailed off.
“Owen and
Fins” Marla finished for me; “While you were out we spotted some people making
their way across the bridge. The boys went up there to warn them that the whole
thing is about to collapse and to bring them down through the access ladder.”
“Where are
the others?” I asked.
“Gone, ran
off as soon as the bridge began making that noise. Cowards.” She spat on the
ground narrowly missing my feet. They were either cowards or survivors, only
Owen would be naïve enough to believe that any people on the bridge right now
had no idea that it was collapsing. The whole bloody thing was creaking so
loudly that it sounded like a meat grinder chomping on bones. I had no doubts
that the people they saw were the men from the boat. If that was the case then
Owen might be in trouble.
I shuffled
from one foot to the other never taking my eyes of their diminishing silhouettes.
The sun was beginning to set behind us casting the whole scene in a deceptively
warm and comforting glow.
“How long was
I passed out for?”
“Hours
darling” Toya answered me. No wonder they had made so much progress. To get to
the access ladders you would have had to swim to the half-way point of the river.
I had read somewhere that when the bridge was first constructed, and still land
locked, urban dare devils used to come up here and climb to the top of the
towers. Now I had two idiots who thought they were heroes doing the same thing.
There was no
way that I could catch up to them. I pulled out a fragment of the darkness and
allowed myself to sink into the far sight. I could make out the outlines of
five people. They were walking steadily past the silver towers, unaware that
Owen and Fins trying to reach them. If only I could warn Owen somehow. I racked
my brain, but nothing came to mind. I couldn’t even send out any of my power, I
was sapped of energy and standing on a petrified wooden pier. I cursed myself
for being so weak. If I could have held it together and not fainted at the
slightest mental overload I would have been able to stop them from going up
there.
You must take your energy from the earth,
from the flesh. You are only as weak as you allow yourself to be. The words
seared my brain with such a vivid intensity that I thought they had literally
burned themselves into my mind. It was a forceful message, but it was one that
I desperately needed to hear.
Without any
preamble I broke into a run. I heard Marla’s and Toya’s protests, but I didn’t look
back, I needed to get to the solid ground on the other side of this damned
trickle of water. I splashed through the shallows only looking up briefly to
see the other man’s darkness crawling up the underside of the bridge. I didn’t stop
until I had made. I was completely out of breath and struggling to keep my
heart rate under control, but I managed to immerse my hands in the dirt and
place my forehead against the ground.
I stopped breathing. I didn’t need to. In my
search for answers, in my search for power I had forgotten the simplest things.
The fact that I shared an unparalleled bond with the Earth and as long as She
breathed I didn’t need to. As long as She was powerful, so was I. I plunged my
consciousness into Her and let eons of power rush through me. I was like a
piece of copper conducting all of Her energy, recharging as I went. Before when
I had entered into her flesh I had simply stood up and cut our connection. I
saw it as a power source from which I had to unplug, but I understood now that
that wasn’t the case. I kicked off my shoes and stood up with my feet planted
firmly in the ground. I felt the infinite amount of power fuel the darkness
within me and I sent it out like a snake through the sky, in search of the
mysterious man.
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