Prophecy Chapter 6Chapter Six: Fate Set into MotionProphecy Chapter 6
Takeoff:
Strangely, it was the moment Raimundo had been dreading.
The plane was in the air, flying over the airport. Looking downward, Raimundo could just see the circus troop below, his sister and their friends waving him off. Raimundo looked through the tiny space the window offered, gloomily watching Brazil gradually fade away.
“Farewell, my beloved Rio de Janeiro,” he whispered to the home he was leaving behind.
Sighing heavily, he turned away from the window and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. In a small wave of homesic
Prophecy Chapter 5Chapter Five: RaimundoProphecy Chapter 5
The house was quiet, for a change. All that week, noise had been issuing from it, night and day, day and night. The neighbors had started to complain, and with each day their voices got a little louder. But now, at roughly 1:00 in the morning, silence held the upper hand in the neighborhood... for once.
Suddenly, a tiny light glinted in one of the second story windows in the back. The window opened cautiously; a boy, five-years-old, stuck his head out slightly into the Toberejo, Brazil night air. Brown hair fell into searching emerald-green eyes, lit with caution. When he at last seemed satisfi
Prophecy: Chapter 4 ClayChapter Four: ClayProphecy: Chapter 4 Clay
It was sort of like in the horror films.
Everything’s happy, fine and dandy, nothing could go wrong... you get it... when, suddenly, the characters hear the most horrible thing in the world...
“Where are my grandkids?” An old woman’s scratchy voice hit the eardrums of her grandchildren with the same quality as nails on a chalkboard. “Clayie Wayie? Jesse Wessie?”
The two children in question stopped what they were doing to exchange a look of horror.
“Run!” hissed the boy.
His sister didn’t need to be tol
Prophecy: Chapter 3Chapter Three: KimikoProphecy: Chapter 3
Toshiro Tohomiko loved toys and games; there wasn’t any doubt about that. He slept, ate, and breathed them, which, admittedly, wasn’t all that hard considering his line of work. He loved his wife, dearly, and had always gone to her for advice on things he couldn’t understand. His company, though fairly new, was already prospering greatly in the business world and his workers were the best anyone could ask for. But what he considered to be his greatest accomplishment in life, the gem of all gems, could be summed up in two words:
Kimiko Tohomiko.
Kimiko... Toshiro’
'Opening her soul'There was a hazy blackness, a strange sensation of floating somewhere far away; where was he? Then he remembered; he was in her mind. She was opening her soul to him. There were voices, so many voices. All sounding confused, upset, angry, woeful, happy, afraid; and so much more. Though he didn't want to listen, he found himself doing so anyway.'Opening her soul'
'When you look at me like that, it's hard to remember you're the one who killed me...' He winced, he had killed her. But he had brought her back.
'I want to trust you but you destroyed me in a time before and now again...' He winced again, he had destroyed so much... &nb
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