Evelyn Earth Part 41

“You can’t compare our agenda to the Sun soldiers. We don’t even know what it is, we’re just speculating at the moment” I grumbled.

                “But you do know that they have the ability to teleport large numbers of people. To trap people in these flocks and to burn people from a distance” he re-capped.

                “If what the visions me and Snow saw from the other two warriors are anything to go by then these angels are leaving destruction in their wake. Not the clean destruction that I can create, but the fire and brimstone type. We saw charred bodies, burned fields and leaping walls of fire. Now what would you prefer? Being consumed by my darkness or being burned alive?”

                “Neither” he said firmly, “I’d like to continue on living thank you very much, but I see what you’re getting at. Have you considered that these Sun messengers might want to turn the Earth into a similar, what’s the word” he paused, “habitat, as the Sun?”

               

Evelyn Earth Part 37

The Earth shook, one thunderous boom after another sent seismic waves throughout the area. My eyes would focus on one falling building before losing sight only to regain the vision of crumbling walls. Sounds swam in and out of my consciousness, voices, screams and gentle whispers. I couldn’t feel the sun on my skin anymore. The darkness churned inside me, restless, but unable to break free.

                My throat felt dry. I tried to swallow, but my tonsils were so swollen that only a rasp of air made it through. I summoned up as much saliva as I could and gulped it down only to choke. A coughing fit took hold of me and I clutched at my neck in pain.

                I felt a hand on my back and instinctively shied away from it. Where was I? It was dark and the ground I was lying on was freezing. I barked out the last remnants of air left within my lungs and inhaled deeply through my nose. The hand returned to stroke my back and I shrugged it off before rolling over. I was expecting to see stars, or feel a breeze on my skin, but a decaying ceiling stared back at me sending wafts of mould to overwhelm my senses.